For(n)ever Young

This weekend we partied like it was 1999. That would have made me twenty. Do the math. I’m old.

Friday night we went to a bachelorette party for Michelle’s friend Jen. There are two things that made this one atypical. First, guys were invited. Second, it was at Medieval Times.

I’ve been here before as a kid, but it’s a lot more fun when you heckle the knights on the opposite team. It also helps to have  a lot of beer. Michelle saw a guy on a horse and began booing loudly until I told her, “That’s the announcer.”

All that drinking and cheering can really take a lot out of you.

Saturday night Kyung flew in for the weekend for his birthday. We went to grab a bite to eat at midnight.  By the time we finished having cake and a few drinks at his place, we were beat.

Staying out late doesn’t make you feel young again. It makes you realize that being young is a thing of the past, never to be brought back again.