My Saturday Night Date

Tina, my college roommate, and her husband, Greg will be married 25 years this month. Our kids are now in college and are the same age as when we met, which is totally ridiculous since we still think we're 18. Needless to say, our lives have taken very different paths since we left the dorm.

We were outside at the Norwalk Conn. Oyster Festival on Saturday night listening to The Village People who were performing "YMCA". It's still the only song people can spell with their bodies. Instead of a hot date, I brought along my cool, new iPhone.

For kicks, every time someone stepped up to the Margarita line behind us, I asked if they wouldn't mind taking a picture of us. Every single person was wowed by my phone and thought it was so cool that they wanted to try it out. This was the best shot (and that's me on the left).

Since my daughter was sleeping over at a friend's house, I decided to sleep over at Tina's. Everything with us is pretty much the same as it was in the old days — except the sleeping arrangements. She went to sleep with her husband and I went to sleep in her son's bed — alone. Come to think of it, I should probably start working a little harder on better Saturday night sleepover plans.