Saturday, September 30, 2006

Sex, Crantini's and Ho-Trains..


Friday night, was my first night out with the "girls" in it seems like forever. I have been spending my time lately working, doing more classes for a second Masters degree, visiting the local jail, and pretty much being worn out from the daily dose of life. So, after a formal shin-dig I had to attend for work, I headed out to the local martini bar. Of course, two of my closest chick friends cancelled, so it was just me and my "fav redhead" out on the town. We met up with my sweet little ex-intern and his fraternity brothers.

I dont look at myself as being "old" and I think I am pretty in touch with the new millenium, but nothing makes you feel older than hanging out with frat brothers who are all 20-something.

As I am sitting there drinking my Crantini...thoughts began running through my head like..When did I make it to this age? How did gravity and bad lighting become an issue? Why is it that all of the sudden I feel so insecure?

And there it was in my face..the ANSWER. The answer was a 22 year old.. 5'3" blonde with D's...looking at me like I was out of my league sitting at a table with my frat boys. Then I realized it is just not this chick..but I was surrounded. It was like the Ho-Train just made its stop and all the Ho's with big plastic tits and anorexic bodies were surrounding me. Yes, I know this is a wet dream for some (mike..) but hey, this is my worst nightmare.

As I continued to drink I ended up engaging in conversation, and realizing that hey these little bitches may have the bodies and big tits..but I have something else..yep, I have KNOWLEDGE..and EXPERIENCE! I remembered being that young, and being grossed out by oral sex, and refusing to swallow. I recall playing games, not communicating my feelings and being a jealous bitch. So, I decided that maybe having to take the extra efforts to color the grey, hide the stretch marks and wearing the push-up bras to defy gravity really isn't too bad after all. Maybe growing old gracefully is actually a virtue. Perhaps, there are men out there that like the experience and knowledge of the older woman..or maybe I am just living in a dream world!

xoxo!
andi

15 comments:

KJ said...

Oh Andi......I know how you feel.

Let me know if you figure out if it's only a dream world or not, k?

Edtime Stories said...

Hey I will take brains and experience over breasts and hair anyday. For me the biggest turn on is the ability to have a conversation and no think the world is completely about them.

Andi, in the real world they can't hold a candle to you. Trust me, I live my life surrounded by these young women. I think deep down they wish they had your ability to think beyond the next drink.

RobynB said...

Sweet Andi~ I dreaded turning thirtysomething worse than anything, but I wouldn't trade it for plastic boobs and brainless ignorance...EVER!

The Chief said...

I dig the intelligence and personality of a woman much more than the breasts and asses.
Although I have to put a disclaimer in here...

I dig your breasts and ass too, smoking hot "old" chick!

steph said...

I have seen bits and pieces of "the Andi" on this blog and I think you are giving any twenty something a run for their money! Another beautiful thing is your intelligence. Very sexy.

for a different kind of girl said...

I'm looking around me for a choir robe to put on because I hear what you're preachin'! I was surrounded by high school girls this weekend at a nice restaurant, and was taken by what passes today for their apparel (god...that makes me sound old and I so don't feel that way!) but more by how sadly unaware they seem to be about life and how little they seemed to care. Not to lump them all into a sad package, but wow...

sxuly yrs said...

Ah, I love you all..thanks! Perhaps my age and intelligence does look better...*sigh*

xoxo!
andi

Cherrie said...

As someone who is old enough to be the mother of some of these girls--hell, who IS the mother of two girls about that age--I can tell you that an older woman is worth far more for her experience than a young one is worth for her looks. Besides, we don't give a damn about getting married, and our biological clocks have already run down. All we care about is having a good time, and that's worth a lot too!

Jon said...

If you're living in a dream world, then I am in your dream with you. Hmmm. what shall we do in the moonlight?

Unknown said...

no dream world, i think you get hotter every day and i wouldn't trade experience for youth anyday. life begins at 40 baby, just remember that.

tm said...

ANDI, you are the cute, young. hot thing that I dread being compared to. It is all a matter of perspective :)
I think you are the sexiest little thing, compared to anyone, at any age. Wear it proud, Sweetie.
xo
TME

ATLLG said...

OK, while I normally read most comments before I start typing my bad grammer response I'm jumping right to the bad grammer response.

My most memorable "single" time was with the older "lady" from work who kept flirting back with me. It was a FANTASTIC weekend. I have still never heard my name called out that much ( and since I'm not that young anymore I never will! ). My friends were worried I was either in jail or a car wreck because it was a LONG weekend spent in ONE room of her house. She moved away less than one week later. Here is what I'm telling you.

YOU HAVE it, the magic. And NOW you know it. If the mood strikes use the MAGIC. Heck that was along time ago and it still makes me smile.

Anonymous said...

Your ex-intern, huh? Hmmm, so is that where the title of the post came from?

sxuly yrs said...

*rolling eyes at Mongoose*..
~andi

Thierry Follain said...

intellignce, sensuality, experience and willingness : that's OK / just do it !!

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