The Peanut Chronicles

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Last night, she's says....

Last night I had a lot of fun. After hemming and hawing about it on the phone with Moe, I went out on the town. Where did I go? The Irish Pub that was the scene of my nervous breakdown last year. Hey, we all have to face our fears some day, right? (Oh, I can be all suave about it now, but I did spend a good twenty minutes or so in my car psyching myself up for the bar.)

Guess what? I had a lot of fun. I danced with people, I flirted with people and I drank a martini for Moe. There was some killer live band playing swing music and some really sweet boys there who could really dance. I mean, wow, they could DANCE. I spent most of the evening dancing with two boys named M & J. They were really sweet and had beautiful eyes (I am such a sucker for beautiful eyes!!) No one hassled me (I highly doubt M & J would let anyone do that. They were standing up for a lot of people at the place.) And no assholes walked in. I wasn’t really that worried either because I had no bad feelings walking in the door, just nerves which quickly disapated.

However, the best thing of all was when I came home in the wee hours of the morning to find the Nut bouncing on dad’s knee and laughing hysterically. Of course I ran in and swooped up the baby and adored him forever. He’s my little Peanut and he gave his special mommy grin to me. What a drool machine. He’s my Nut nut nut!

Oh seeing bear was ok too I guess.