Friday Night Party

So on Friday night, I finally did something exciting, earth shaking, I went grocery shopping.

The kid was attending a financial seminar on investing and while he was excited about that, I thought it sounded a lot like having a root canal with no anesthesia so I planned to not attend.

Now on most Friday nights, I have the fireplace blazing, the candles burning, a lovely deli spread dinner, a cold diet mug root beer and a movie on my lap top. I have all my hair piled on my head, make up removed, and my most favorite t-shirt on. It is just wonderful. I look forward all week to Friday nights.

We headed out to the event and I wondered around the book store for awhile. It was strange, it is a very different crowd at night. Though I don't know how cool of a crowd you actually are if you are carousing a bookstore on Friday night, but I pushed that thought aside and thought I was pretty cutting edge. Then I headed over to the grocery store.

Sweet time to shop. No crowds. None of those ridiculous children carts that are the size of a small semi and take up most of the aisle. No long lines at the deli with people purchasing 2 slices of a meat product. It was quiet and almost was fun. Then I went to the milk aisle. Now in our grocery store, the milk aisle is right next to the wine/beer/wine-cooler aisle. Wow! that was a happening aisle, no, not the milk aisle but the wine aisle.

It was packed with people. Since the grocery store is right next to the University of Washington, I am assuming they were college kids. They were loading up and from the looks of it, some pretty fine parties were happening later in the evening.

The guys were buying beer, all sorts, all kinds but all had one thing in common, they were the big packs. The girls on the other hand, were very entertaining. They were stuck in the wine cooler aisle.

Now when I was young, many many moons ago, drinks were rum and coke. Coke to mask the taste of rum. We didn't get the option of wine coolers. I stood and listened to these girls debate the merits of cranberry vs. pomegranate coolers, lime vs. lemon coolers, kiwi-strawberry vs. banana-mango. On and on it went, the boys were practically comatose but still the debate raged on. Each girl was adamant on her selection and what it would bring to the table.

I stood there with my non-fat milk and watched this funny ritual. Finally the boys had had enough and started up towards the checkout. The girls stood and watched them go, flipped their hair, and each grabbed their wine cooler of choice. They took off after the boys.

I finished shopping and loaded my car. Watched kids go in and out of the store, boys with beer and girls with a lovely array of wine coolers. I picked up the kid, who was on his own kind of high from the investing dude and we headed home.

Blazing fireplace, candles burning, my favorite t-shirt and a lovely episode of my latest TV show on my laptop, is how I finished my Friday night. No beer, no wine-coolers, no parties.

Turns out I was fine with my Friday night plans. I enjoy watching the younger crowd, I just thank god, I don't have to be them.