Friday, 26 June 2015

I've Lost That Friday Feeling

It's Friday night. Hands up how many of you are ready to spend the night nice and cosy in your dressing gown? Take away ordered? Netflix all prepared to play the latest box set you are half way through? Just waiting for the kids to finally go to sleep so you can have a sneaky g&t or as it's summer? A lovely Pimms.

Do you remember a time when Friday night was the night for potential? A night where you started getting ready the second you got in from work. Or you strolled to your job in the morning wearing impractical heels so you could leave dead on 5.00pm and hit the local pub. We used to go to a 'wine bar' filled with men in suits. I'm not even sure wine bars exist anymore.

This bar is in my house, close to a loo, and I don't have to wear a bra!

There was that Friday night smell wasn't there? Of anticipation. The joy of not knowing if your evening was going to end up with you finally pulling that man who works in accounts. Or if you were going to spend the night weeping about being dumped the Friday before. Shoes were high, tops low cut. Bags were of the clutch variety and sometimes? You went out without a coat.

Without a coat! I don't leave anywhere now unless I have a huge Mum coat on. A brolly resides in a bag that is so far removed from a clutch. It has a strap. It goes across my front and is often full of fruit shoot lids and spare dummies. There's no feeling of anticipation. There is no wonder of what the night ahead will hold. In fact? It's the complete opposite.

You dirty bag of take away goodness!

There is a feeling of knowing exactly what the evening will hold. Your choice of wine does not come from a bar and the only beer garden? Is one outside the back of your house. One where no heels are required and the dress code is that you have your pyjama top done up so your elderly neighbours don't cop an eyeful of your low flying boobs. Cheeky snogs are replaced with comfortable silences sat on opposite couches. 

Dancing is replaced with watching the latest American 'must see' series. The only reason it is 'must see' is because we are all in the same boat. We 'must see' it to avoid going out. We are all knackered. There is a huge market for selling booze to drink in the house. Why do you think Prosecco is running dry? It's unwritten. It's unsaid. We have grown up, left wine bars behind us and my heels are firmly on the top shelf. Friday staying in. Has replaced going out out.

Put your chocolate in a bowl and feel fancy!

I will forever miss that sense of anticipation. I will forever miss the thought of 'what does this evening hold?'. The feeling of dancing around and around with my girlfriends. But? There's a whole lot of other new feelings now. There are feelings of comfort, security and pure relaxation. Times when small children cling to me with such love. Feelings I can't imagine ever being without. And as much I would love to be dolling myself up for a night out right this moment in time? These new feelings? Trump the old ones x 10.

Now pass me the Pimms. I've two 'Orange Is The New Black' to finish off...

21 comments:

  1. Well said lovely. I fell asleep on the girls floor while they were going to bed tonight, proper rock & roll! Gutted I missed you last weekend xx

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    1. Oh no and me! I didn't know you were there!! x

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  2. Totally described my weekend! But you're right these fridays top the old ones on Broad Street ;) xxx

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    1. Oh god. Broad Street. The place where I met my husband! Ha ha ha x

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  3. I used to have a Friday night routine before kids. Going to a friend's house with all our other friends, putting the world to rights and chatting until the early hours. Oh how I loved it! x

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    1. And me! And now look at us? Getting excited about the Next sale! x

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  4. I feel like Friday night's out were a lifetime ago. I can barely remember them.

    However, I am pretty sure I prefer my new Friday nights. Crap telly, chocolate, jimjams. Bliss!

    LOVE this post!

    Jenna at Tinyfootsteps xx

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  5. I can never listen to Radio1 on a Friday evening, I momentarily forget what I love about my dressing gown and pyjama bottoms and wish so much I could still wear 5 inch heels (who am I kidding?! I could never wear 5 inch heels!) and dance all night long! But no! Give me alcohol and my sofa every day of the week! Great post Em! xx

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    1. Thanks chick. I'm on my sofa now. Like a pig in poo x

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  6. Fab post lovely, we generally don't even do this on a Friday as both the hubby & I work Saturday mornings. Saturday nights are our wine & box set night then still in bed before midnight! X

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    1. I really love a good ruddy box set! x

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  7. Hey, I'm impressed with your Friday evenings! You have takeaways and select something to watch on TV?! I cook my own crappy tea and yell at my kids until approximately 10,30, when at least two of them will finally be asleep, then I'm too tired to do anything other than go to bed myself. The same as I do on the other six nights of the week.

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    1. Ha ha ha ha!! You need to buy yourself some nice box sets! x

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  8. Really enjoyed reading it from start to finish and I am impress about friday poties.If you have time please visit my gym apparel brands page and leave comments.

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  9. Fab to see you at BritMums, shame there wasn't longer to chat....and I agree with all this, except that, now, those crazy nights out feel all the more special....and you can't beat a good takeaway...rock on!

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    1. Fab to meet you too! It all went so very very fast didn't it?! x

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  10. hahaha! I actually went out last night but was home with a cuppa and my pj's on my about 11pm....lol I much prefer to stay in. lol

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    1. 11pm is crazy late for me! Ha ha ha x

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  11. I used to love going out on Thursday and Friday nights (remember when Thursdays became the new Fridays?). I do sometimes miss them. But how great is it not to have to flirt with boys and find a boyfriend??!!

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  12. Wow! You brought back so many memories of the Friday night. How funny is it, that all around the world, all girls were so excited about going out on Friday night!! So agree with you though. The comfort, relaxation and security of your own house, plus kids, is soooo much better. That, and also we don't have to get dressed up. Eff knows how I used to wear heels every day :). x

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