Nothin' like a small town bar.

If you ever feel like you want to step out of your reality (for a few hours) or just try something different head out to your local "small town" bar. We planned a night out with the BFF's, had the oldest Wild One babysitting the other four and planned to head out to hear our favorite band just up the street. We had dinner at a hole in the wall supper club (where else can you get a good drink for $3.35?!) and tried to stifle the yawns waiting for the appropriate time to head up to hear the band. You know you are small...and hick...town when you have to park out in the field because the lot is filled with these. I knew something was amiss when we got close to the building and could not hear any music. We ran into the lead singer around the first corner...turns out they had just finished. Evidently it was a late afternoon gig (which meant that I could have already danced, drank and been at home tucked in my cosy bed). What I got instead was a good laugh. Karaoke Ken had taken over and we got to watch the show. I felt young and stylish compared to the crowd of American Idol wannabes. Now I have been know to be a little naughty and get a little wild, but I was actually shocked when this song came on (and was sang quite well by another lady held over from 1980). It was the highlight of my night. Hey,what can I say... I guess I'm just an easy (and cheap) date!