That "certain age"

Girls Gone Wild! New Years Eve 2011

I am happy to say that work on the new clubhouse has begun! The pavilion is great for big get togethers like Thanksgiving and Christmas. But, for games and little potluck suppers, it's awfully big.  Plus, the nearest public bathroom right now is across the lane in the laundry trailer.  Those of us who are enjoying the games, potluck meals and other activities Colleen is doing such a wonderful job organizing, are going to be damn glad to see that new clubhouse finished.

Wednesday night is board, card, and dice games up at the pavilion.  I’ve been having fun participating in some of those games.  I learned to Farkle last week, and came close to winning a round of it this week.   I needed to roll a combination that would get me exactly 250 points so I could reach the 10,000 mark.  Unfortunately I rolled everything but a 250.  I wound up getting beat by a pal who rolled the 150 he needed in one fell swoop. 

Monday is bingo night.  I amazed myself by actually wandering up to the pavilion this past Monday night, and playing a few games of Bingo.  I had steadfastly resisted the Bingo thing because of bad dreams in which I turned into a little old blue haired lady the moment I shouted, "Bingo!"  Larry didn't help matters when as I put my coat on he made a snide comment about how I was that "certain age" now that I was going to play Bingo.  I reminded him he was ten years older than me, then flounced off to play Bingo.

I came close to winning the final black out game my first night of Bingo, and seeing if that nightmare comes true.  But as luck would have it, another pal beat me to it.  So far, nobody has turned into a blued haired old lady no matter how many times they shouted, "Bingo!"  I think I'm pretty safe if I ever do win a game.

As long as fire bans are lifted, and the wind cooperates, Friday night is bonfire night.  I not so jokingly remarked one Friday evening the nice folks sitting around the campfire that night were the only ones I really felt comfortable attending a bonfire with.  One of the folks visiting for a few days gave me a questioning look.  I held up the broom and pentacle necklace I always wear, and in a stage whisper said, "Witches have to be careful around bonfires."  She blinked, then nodded her head as she joined in the laughter with those who had known why I was normally leery of bonfires.

Be they here at the Top of the Hill RV Resort, or in the bustling town of Boerne, making sure I look my best when I attend any activity has become a fun activity in itself for me.  Yes, shopping for things to wear is part of that fun.  But, I've also recycled some older clothes I have into some great outfits.  Those funky spandex Flirt dresses I bought so long ago are being majorly recycled.  I top them with a matching, or contrasting sweater, add a scarf, belt, leggins and boots.  A funky summer spandex dress then becomes what appears to be a sexy winter skirt and sweater outfit.

Looking my best is about more than just the right clothes though. Finding the right makeup, especially now that playing Bingo makes me that "certain age", is more important than ever.  While looking for some new mineral powder at Walmart, I came across a Physicians Formula Mineral Wear Correcting Kit that included concealer, highlighter, correcting powder, and loose powder for $19.24. The correcting powder is really strange looking, but does what it says, and looks great on. So far, I really like everything in this kit. I think I will be looking for more Physicians Formula products in the future.