Facebook Drama

 I innocently posted the following update to my face book: Going to go take a disco nap. I needed a nap because I was going out to a party with friends. Long gone are the days when I could work all day and party all night..rinse..lather ..repeat.

This Stella was going to get her groove on.

While I was in a deep sleep coma my oldest daughter read my update and called her younger sister (who lives with me) to discuss my social life. Where's Mom going, who is she going with,what time will she be back..what is she wearing..yada..yada..yada.

Last time I looked I was of a certain age. The images of Granny sitting home alone Saturday night watching Lawrence Welk and knitting while talking to her cats are best to be left in the 60's.


I purposely left my cell phone at home because I knew that my adult children would be blowing it up all night.

I got in at 2 a.m. and proudly did the walk of shame all the way to my bedroom.

Dear Kids,

Get a life..I got one.