I actually have to get dressed up tonight
...how hard being 62 is
takes a whole lot more of makeup & jewelry
I'm still adjusting to my new haircut
I now go to Douglass...a self proclaimed dancing queen
I think we are a match
He drives the same kind of car that I do....
oh honey...we are going to get along...he said
when he saw my car...and my leopard car mats
Yeah, I still have a tince of rebel in me
But back to tonight....
It's not a fancy fancy gathering....but fancy enough
.....shucks...I haven't worn my heels in a long time
......that is truly a disgrace and a breaking of my personal rules

Oh how have I strayed so far from what I love to be?

I went to the walking track this morning.....been doing it daily...yeah!
..But it's harder to go an hour
my feet hurt, my shins bellyache
and honestly..it sucks
walking with flaxen-haired little winged Mercuries
flashing by me with those cute shorts...
that I used to wear....oh woe
I am happy to get into my yoga pants
...squeeze...is a better word

So tonight may actually be a good thing.
Though I won't be the babe I once was...in my mind anyway
I still was able to get my feet into those heels
...black ones with sparkles
and it felt good....
.I should do this more often.....

I know my Prince would agree.