{"id":1450,"date":"2011-09-17T17:41:23","date_gmt":"2011-09-18T00:41:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=1450"},"modified":"2011-09-17T17:42:28","modified_gmt":"2011-09-18T00:42:28","slug":"yes-i-am-that-old","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2011\/09\/yes-i-am-that-old\/","title":{"rendered":"I still haven&#8217;t got it all figured out just yet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s the date night to celebrate our 4-year anniversary.<\/p>\n<p>Chris went to drop off the daughter at granma&#8217;s house so we could go to Olive Garden.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, that is who we are now. Olive Garden. AND THA&#8221;TS OKAY. it&#8217;s freaking amazing, actually, just to go out and be along over the course of sundown.<\/p>\n<p>I am left alone to get beautiful. Chris would be okay if I came in shorts. I would not be okay with that.<\/p>\n<p>So i find a strappy little crushed velvet dressed that I bought in &#8217;99. It still fits, \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>and I want some music to get ready with.<\/p>\n<p>Alanis.<\/p>\n<p>THere will never be a time when this album does not rock me. Never. I&#8217;ll be 90 and telling my grandkids to turn it up.<\/p>\n<p>There are 20 somethings right now \u00a0who won&#8217;t get her. That&#8217;s fine. She belongs to me and a few million of my closest demographic-sharers.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not young anymore. But I&#8217;m still wise.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m STILL sane and overwhelmed.<\/p>\n<p>this rockabilly dress doesn&#8217;t have pockets, but I&#8217;ve still got one hand in my pocket tonight<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s the date night to celebrate our 4-year anniversary. Chris went to drop off the daughter at granma&#8217;s house so we could go to Olive Garden. Yes, that is who we are now. Olive Garden. AND THA&#8221;TS OKAY. it&#8217;s freaking &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2011\/09\/yes-i-am-that-old\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1450","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random-thoughts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1450","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1450"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1450\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1450"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1450"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1450"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}