Who says I don't have a social life?

OK, i guess i'm the first to admit i don't really get out much. Last weekend I visited Jan and we (or rather he) played dress-up while i shot him with my camera like a real photo shoot!

It all started when we went upstairs to get his Belgian military belt he promised to me when i showed up one day last year with my pants hanging off my ass (i was having a super skinny period.) We found the belt - along with the rest of his military suit from 1983. We were both intrigued as to whether he could still fit the suit after 25 years. I don't know why it's always a point of pride to many of us that we still fit into our outfits from the 70's and 80's. In general, we ought to burn the clothes from those generations AND bury them to prevent anyone from leaving the house donning those outfits. Much of the 60' and even the 50's are ok for public viewing though.

He shimmied his body into the suit rather successfully - buttons and latches clasped. Then he pressed his luck with trying on another outfit - a Paris-made tuxedo from the 1800's when people were miniature. Not only did he slide right in but with quite a lot of breathing room - literally! The frame of the jacket and vest was svelte but the belly area was generously cut. Since it's a tux, i suppose he had extra room built into the tummy area so it can expand during those long festivities where they serve 39 courses of food! I guess our generation also dresses for the food parties - except our version of the expandable suit is called 'big jeans' since we really don't dress up as much as they used to.



My second outing was last night. I met Johan for our usual Tuesday evening of coffee and dinner. Except this time we ended it with a celebratory drink! A few months ago, when Johan and I passed a restaurant that specializes in umbrella drinks, I turned to him and said "When my cross season is underway at a Vanderkitten, we have to come back here and celebrate with an umbrella drink." Well that special drink finally happened last night. We didn't get the umbrella but we did get a glass of champagne! Oh, and did i mention i had some Eddy Merckx wine at Jan's that night? He also showed me a very cool antique Ekla jersey with the pocket on the front.

It's 10:39am now and i'm motivating to get out the door for yet another butt-cold ride, skies threatening to flood the area! MUST GO NOW!!! MUST GO NOW!!! Oops, i'm still here. guess it didn't work. OK, this time I'm going...