Three cheers for moisturizer!

On Friday night several friends and I had long planned to go out to dinner for another friend’s birthday. We were going to a local pizza place and staying to see the show at 8 p.m. (A talented singer named Molly Morgan was playing. My friend Janice had heard her a few weeks before and wanted me to hear her. She was awesome. The opener. . . . .I can’t say much nice, so I’ll shut up. Let’s just say we nicknamed him Depress-o-fest.)

So we go to the pizza place, order, and eat yummy pizza. Then the employees start coming around to tables to collect the cover charge for the show and check IDs. (As a sidenote, by brother and sister-in-law were with me and I’d expressly told her that she wouldn’t need her ID on the way out of my house. Because I was stupid, I guess!) Anyway, the guy comes to our table and starts looking around the circle. “Actually, you’re good, you’re good, um, you’re good, and you’re in,” he says, gazing at everyone, including the birthday girl who is actually about 1.5 years younger than me (and my brother, of course). Then he sees me. And says, “I’m going to have to see your ID. And yours and yours,” pointing at my brother and Amber. I was very flattered since I’m 8 years past 21. He made my night. I told him so. He now thinks I’m very strange but I don’t care. We somehow talked him out of seeing Amber’s ID.

But three cheers for the powers of a good moisturizer. And the fact that I have a big ol’ baby face as the waiter/cover charge collector pointed out. He lost points with that comment. But still, I looked young enough to card! Yay!

PS: as an aside, I watched the movie Waitress this weekend starring the luminous Keri Russell. Watch this movie! It’s really, really good. It made me laugh and cry. And now I want to watch it again 🙂