My farmer and I had a rare opportunity a few weeks ago. We got to enjoy an evening out together...alone...without Super O!
We decided to check out the Central Wisconsin State Fair in Marshfield. Loverboy was playing. I LOVED Loverboy back in the 80's. I also loved big hair, stretchy pants tucked into my bunched socks and Madonna sweaters.
This is the Loverboy I remembered:
This is the Loverboy we saw:
Now, if I were all about being fair I would post pictures of me now & then but this is my blog and I'll post what I want damn it!
The morning after our outing, we were enjoying a few minutes alone in bed...without Super O!. As we were talking about how old the guys in the band had gotten, I had a mental image. Take a walk into my future with me please...
The setting: 40 years in the future. Me and the man are closing in on 70...
Edit: In 40 years, we'll be closing in on 80, not 70. I guess old age has set in already!
Me: Honey, remember when we went to the fair and saw those Loverboys? Weren't they nice fellows?
Me: The Loverboys...remember when we saw them?
Him: Damn it woman, I can't hear you!
Me: THE LOVERBOYS! REMEMBER???
Super O!: Mom, the name of the band was Loverboy...not THE Loverboys.
Super O!: Nevermind...
Ahhh...getting old...isn't it priceless!
p.s. They still rocked the house! You go Loverboys!