For me, one of the best parts about growing older is no longer feeling the need to keep up with current trends. The only social media I use is Facebook; I recognize almost no one in People Magazine; my home decorating style is hopelessly old-fashioned, and I never follow the latest fashion styles. (I don’t own a single pair of skinny jeans......those of you who know me are giggling at the funny picture in your head of me trying to even get a half a leg in a pair of those.) In most areas of my life, I’m able to easily ignore fads and trends, and am quite happy to do so. Sadly, some trends are easier to avoid than others. Marc and I enjoy dining out but the problem is, most new restaurants also tend to be rather trendy, and I don’t particularly like, or even understand, most of the new trends in dining out. Some I find simply annoying, like referring to the person standing behind the bar as a “mixologist” instead of a bartender. Isn’t mixing drinks what bartenders have alw...
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