31 and up

31 and up

Get your wheelchair, walker, oxygen tank, and/or IV bag all shined up and ready to go because it's time for a 31+ Single Adult activity! I'm not sure as to why I attend these things other than nothing better to do and it's been long enough that I've forgotten how lame the last one was. It is the closest thing I can think of to child birth. A pregnancy can be really uncomfortable, the actual birth very painful (or so I'm told) and once enough time passes it's a good idea to go through it again. Single Adult activities are in that same category for me only I don't ever receive any kind of reward like a baby. I go through the pain and discomfort over and over and instead of a baby I get creepy, old, or awkward men staring at me and asking me to dance. They small talk me to death trying to find something in common with me but all that is going through my mind is "I think that's the same year my dad graduated from high school" or "It rubs the lotions on it's skin" or "Run, Forest! Ruuuuun!"

I'm glad I have friends that I can have fun with no matter where we are. We really make the best of our situations. At this last activity or "Jungle Jam" there were actually a handful of normal dudes there close to my age. I also got to dance it up to Rihanna --Only Girl-- which is my favorite dance party song right now...I might have sang it at the top of my lungs too.