Cute Old Couples like to party but not tweet at Cinco de Mayo

Darling Husband and I, in keeping with our own tradition, went out on Cinco de Mayo to a pseudo-Mexican bar in the old section of town. They close off half the street, have a couple of bands and serve cheap-for-the-day Mexican beer and margaritas all day and most of the night. You can get all kinds of Mexican munchies, sit in the shade at the indoor courtyard or in the sun out in the street. Cinco de Mayo is a very big deal around here. It's the main day for the Mexican beermakers and distributors along with their counterparts pushing a gazillion brands of tequila. They are happy to sponsor silly contests of all sorts.

The crowd was mostly young folks and some who probably describe themselves as "middle agers." D.H. had a margarita and I had a virgin margarita. People wore sombreros and some had stuck on a mustache or had one drawn on their upper lip. Lots of the young folks looked like they were Mexican or Indian or both, but they're all just part of the same bunch of young people who work and hang out together here in the Desert Southwest.

Sometimes when we're out and about, we just don't think of ourselves as old because we're doing the same things everyone else is doing: eating, drinking, laughing, enjoying the afternoon. So we were munching down chips, salsa and guacamole, drinking our salt-rimmed beverages and watching a series of people playing Jenga, only with very big blocks. We were laughing and applauding along with everybody else.

A young woman approached us and asked, "What are you two doing here?" She asked in a very friendly way, smiling broadly. I smiled back and said, "Having fun. How 'bout you?" Then she asked, very politely, if we would mind if she took a picture of us. We both said sure, have at it, and we smiled for her. Out came her phone and click, click, click, we became part of her phone photos that she'll show her friends and maybe include on her Facebook page for a day.

After she went back to her table and friends, D.H. asked, "What was that all about?"

"We're a Cute Old Couple," I told him.

With a brief flash of self-awareness, he said, "Oh!"

I realize that it's more than age alone that sets us apart: We were the only people in the whole place who weren't snapping phone pictures and texting to absent friends. I do have a phone that does all that stuff but I never even think of snapping pictures. Texting, by me, is just never going to happen. I still struggle with a full-sized keyboard that has spell-check.

D.H. and I really are a Cute Old Couple. We still enjoy living only in the moment with each other and whoever else is around. We don't even want to record and/or export every golden moment. "Cute," in this context, means anachronistic. I can live with that. Don't hold your breath waiting for a tweet from me. "Olé!"

Sheila Stoll can be reached at PMB No. 309, 7904 E Chaparral Road, No. 110, Scottsdale, AZ 85250.

Cute Old Couples like to party but not tweet at Cinco de Mayo 05/21/13 [Last modified: Wednesday, May 22, 2013 11:10am]

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