this difficult to understand. They kept asking me, "What do you do?" I kept saying, "We have fun." "But," they would say, "What do you do?" We DO nothing."
They were used to me belonging to organizations that had a purpose. Either a volunteer group or a bridge club or the PTA, each having an answer to "what do you do?" The idea of me belonging to a group that gathered once a month and had no purpose' other than to have fun was a bit unsettling to them.
My daughter got it' immediately. And my sons and husband have come around because they see how much fun I have. I don't work, my kids are grown, and I have lots of time to focus on each gathering. My title is The Drama Queen. It's been my unofficial title since I was 4. But, now the DQ has an audience. I have a closet dedicated to my Red Hat apparel and accessories. I have dresses, I have pant sets, I have two evening gowns, pajamas, a "night cap", shoes, slacks, sweaters, boas of every color and combination, jewelry, handbags, and, of course, hats. I started to count them one day but stopped when I hit 10 and still had several hat boxes and hats on stands left to count.
My hats range from a very 60s Pill Box to a gorgeous Victorian chapeau. I have hats with feathers, hats with veils, straw hats, wool hats, a cloche, a broad brimmed sun hat with an organza bow and long ties that hang down my back, purple hats for my birthday month (only three of those) and many more. I have always loved hats and look good in them, which is not true of all women apparently.
During ones birth month, you switch to red garb and a purple hat. We also have "Pinkies", women over 40 but not yet 50. They wear lavender garb and pink hats and pink garb and lavender hats during their birth month.
So why do I love this so much? I get to dress-up, as in put on a costume, every month and drive the DQ to our gathering place. The women in my chapter expect outlandish costumes and overly dramatic behavior from me. I happily comply. I did a lot of acting in high school and when I was first married and this gives me the opportunity to put on a mini drama once a month.
The little girl that played dolls for hours and made up stories in her mind now has a venue. She gets to come out and play every month and she gets to put together her costume. She and the DQ have one hell of a good time.
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