Happy Freaking New Year!

This New Year's Eve was...interesting?  I went with my friend Becky to the "mid-singles" (and they use the term "mid" VERY loosely) dance called "Fire & Ice".  Let me just say, I miss YSA :)  I went from feeling really old in the YSA crowd to feeling really young in the "mid"-singles crowd.
As soon as we walked in, I knew that they really weren't enforcing the age limit. There were a bunch of old guys (probably in their late 40s or 50s) that kept coming up to Becky because she was having fun dancing.  One guy told her that she's not supposed to have that much energy.  Right, because in the nursing home NONE of the other ladies have that much energy.
Pretty sure Billy Graham was there too.  I thought maybe he was a chaperon, but turns out he wasn't.  He was there looking for his EC just like the rest of us.
Right before midnight they had everyone go outside to watch the fireworks show.  The best part of the whole thing was they had Mi Amigos catered food.  We decided to stay inside and eat some dinner while everyone else went outside.
While we were there eating, someone wheeled in this old lady in a wheelchair who was falling asleep sitting there.  For a second I thought maybe she was dead, but she was just sleeping.  COME ON!  I mean, they don't even need to check her id to know that she's above the age limit.
THEN a man came in and was looking for his camera so he decided to come over and talk to us.  He was wearing cargo pants, so he he thought he'd talk to us about cargo pants.  He told us how great they are, how you can put so many things in the pockets.  This is an exact quote, "I love cargo pants because you can put so much stuff in them. I like to pack my piece in them when I'm on my acreage." Piece?  Acreage?  SERIOUSLY!
Then as we were leaving, the cargo pants king found us again and since there were fireworks he thought he would talk to us about fireworks.  
Cargo Man: "Do you like fireworks?"
Me: "yeah, they are cool"
Cargo Man: "I remember lighting them in my front yard as a kid back before they were banned"
Me: "Really?  I thought they've been illegal for like 50 years?"
Cargo Man: "yeah, those were the good old days"
That was my cue to leave.
It was definitely a night I will never forget.  I actually did have fun.
Here's the thing...It's not like I think I am too good for these guys. BUT when you are 50 years old, what makes you think you should be hitting on a 30 year old (AND I don't even look 30)?  It's just wrong!!

Look at the bright side...my year can only get better from there, right? Since life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it, I choose to react with a sense of humor and be grateful for the lesson I learned.  Stay away from the mid-singles dances!  I can use this knowledge to help others.  I should start going to YSA Wards warning them of what lies ahead of them if they don't get their crap together and get married :)  Maybe Cargo  Pants Man will come with me, because if I am not convincing enough I am pretty sure he can drive the point home.