Swanky

Went to a swanky holiday work party with my hubby last night. I looked good, felt good, ate good, smiled a lot, talked well with strangers (smarty environmental scientist types even); a few extra red blood cells really make all the difference. Nice. Spent most of the evening in observation mode, watching three amazing powerhouse career women laugh together with the ease of accomplishment, sharp, collected, brilliant... my old scene it felt like... that could have been me, could be me... naw... I held my own though, proudly representing the educated, experienced, powerhouse homeschool mom, housewife of the new millennium... yeah baby... fresh take on an old career, success in a swanky house coat.. yeah... the new swank, sometimes rank, because showers are optional, just how I like it. I miss the new clothes of a second income though, and cool shoes. I have a weakness for shoes (and bowls, ahhh bowls). Had to pilfer the closet deep to find an acceptable costume, dust off the ol' boots. Even tried on some fancy make-up, thankfully changed my mind in time and went simple. What an evening, different part of the world, glad to be home.