Interesting personal discovery
I went to a "hen's night" last Saturday night for a young lady who is getting married this coming weekend. The restaurant was nice, but I was totally under-whelmed by the 'strip show' we progressed to afterwards.

My spouse chuckled when I told him about it, worrying that I _am_ actually straight-laced, even after all these years *wry grin* The funniest bit for me was, even though the young men were not exactly unpleasant to look at, I found myself thinking that not one of them had the attractiveness of the spousal-unit at the same age!

I also discovered that very loud music could be considered a 'blunt instrument'.

Because we were with a 'bride-to-be' we were placed right where the waves of sound from the cranked up speakers intersected. Now I don't know if you remember those wave experiments that one does in physics classes, but I started to feel quite battered! Eventually when the break in my chest bone started to hurt again I decided that, since all the empty posturing was not doing a single thing for me (they were not even good dancers and kept loosing the beat of the, for want of a better term, music), I would leave. It was funny driving home-wards because all I could think of was that it was all so sad and undignified and desperate.

When I got home, the best thing was realising that even though he has grown a great hairy beard and a paunch and lost most of his hair over the last few years, my spouse is still more attractive than any of those 'available' young men. I think it is something about the big puppy brown eyes which I have always considered his best feature, but more because he is an interesting person.

There has also been a very strange side effect of the evening. I now have a roaring case of bronchitis. I put it down at first to my excitement at being overenthusiastic and starting each day early (but it is such fun), and then the possibility that is could be the closed circuit of the air-conditioning and learning “new-school-bugs”. Who hasn’t had a rash of colds in that first month at a new school? But thinking back to that evening, I can’t help but wonder if there wasn’t something in the air in a place I would not otherwise have attended. *shrug* Right now it is just hard to breath and my chest hurts every time I cough.

I really hate bronchitis!