Sufficiently Humbled
I used to live in New York City, and while I have made the conscious decision to move back down South and live a slower-paced life, I still like to think that I am relatively hip. I wear heels. I go to art exhibits. I watch Bravo. I live in an urban area. I go to trendy restaurants. I know a lot about wine. I get into battles of wit, and often win.
But there is nothing like having the entire staff at O'Charley's surround your table clapping, singing, and presenting you a piece of "caramel pie" while you're at the obligatory birthday lunch with your well-meaning grandparents to bring you right back down to earth.
Oh my God. I really do seem to have chosen a life in middle-America.
Gulp.
But there is nothing like having the entire staff at O'Charley's surround your table clapping, singing, and presenting you a piece of "caramel pie" while you're at the obligatory birthday lunch with your well-meaning grandparents to bring you right back down to earth.
Oh my God. I really do seem to have chosen a life in middle-America.
Gulp.
2 Comments:
I had the same realization when I found myself needing to go to the MALL for my shopping.
Sigh.
glad to have stumbled upon another recovering NYCer.
"Recovering NYCer"...
I like that.
Because if you think about it, aren't we all in recovery from something?
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