Saturday, April 19, 2008

Saturday Night Fever

You know you've reached middle age when the phone rings on Saturday night and you hope it's not for you!"
(Ogden Nash)

We're officially Fuddy Duddies. (Our membership cards came.) We now look forward to long romantic Saturday nights spent alone at home. Sometimes we change into jammies by 5:00 PM, and eat frozen pot pies on TV trays in front of the political rundowns on the news stations. Later we pop popcorn, swig cream soda from long neck bottles and cuddle up to enjoy our newest delivery from Netflix.

I don't know when it happened. Gradually as we sat home waiting for teenagers to stop in on the fly, between their numerous major activities; and then dozed on the sofa to see that they did actually come home to stay the night, we realized it was fun to be alone in the house. No crowds, no expense, no friends to impress.

We still visit the hot restaurants, but we're usually early enough for the early bird special. We're surrounded by people who look a lot older than we do, so we feel young and hip. It's not as embarrassing to let out a sigh when you sit down, swallow down a burp, or send back a steak that's too pink when you're in the oldies crowd. You could probably even borrow their reading glasses if the menu has print too small to see, and offer them a zantac when you hear them order chips and salsa. Everybody in the early bird crowd understands each other.

After our lovely dinner we have time to browse our favorite bookstore, and make it home in time to catch Law and Order in the comfort of our own little nest, all before 7:30 pm.

We punch the Do Not Disturb button on the phone when we want to insure privacy for our bedtime ritual. A re-run of Frazier is relaxing and we go to bed with smiles on our faces.



9 comments:

mama jo said...

sounds like a great time

Paige said...

Marty, I love this. It's so nice that I get to look forward to it. I have what, 25 more years? I haven't watched a movie in years- too tired even when I get the early bird special.... with my kids because hubby is working.

MissKris said...

Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh! And isn't it a grand life? Except Dear Hubby and I call each other a couple of old farts, haha!

Ashlee said...

Sounds like a Saturday night at my house. Except, our cuddling in front of the latest Netflix doesn't get to happen until 8:00....bedtime! We SO look forward to 8:00! :0) But still....lounging around the house is what I love best about Saturdays!

Shally said...

I would love to switch lives with you for just ONE Saturday.

Peace and quiet...

Then I would really miss my babies and not know what to do with myself..

But one night would be AWESOME!

diane said...

Sounds like my Saturday night. We have to be home to supervise teens or wait up for them. I'm starting to enjoy it.

Jenibelle said...

While I am happy for you in your new status, I am not looking forward to that stage! Maybe in 10 years I will be, but for now, I miss my babies and toddlers and noise. But thankfully I have 8 more years of teenagers. Probably after 23 years straight with at least one teenager, I might be singing a different tune!

kenju said...

I am glad to see you admit it, as we are the same. We were taken out to dinner tonight by a house-guest, and all I could think of was getting back home to my nightgown and my recliner!!

The World According to Me said...

I like the sound of your Saturday night!
Sometimes this going out lark is over rated.