What It’s Like To Not Be A Party Girl On The Weekends, Or Ever

What It’s Like To Not Be A Party Girl On The Weekends, Or Ever | hawk + pearl

If you’re wondering what I’m doing on a Friday or Saturday night, I’ll probably be doing the same thing as always. But I won’t be out drunk partying all night. I won’t be seeking a next one night stand, and, no, I certainly won’t be in a pair of heels or a short dress.

Not that there’s anything wrong with anything mentioned above… you just won’t find me like that.

Rather, you’ll find me hanging out at one of my favorite local coffee shops. You’ll find me home in my bed or sitting on the couch with my mom watching TV. You’ll find me going for a walk down Main Street or sitting by the water with a friend. You’ll find me reading a book or working on my blog or learning how to produce music.

You’ll occasionally find me doing something more exciting. You could find me grabbing food or watching the game/fight with friends out in town. You might see me at a show watching one of my favorite artists perform. You may even catch me making a spontaneous trip into the city to check out museums or cool parks. You could even pass me on the expressway, listening to good music, with no destination, solo or not.

If/when I do wind up going out, it’ll probably be at a local, low-key spot. I might have a drink or two (I do love my tequila and red wine), but I know damn well that I won’t drink too much and I’ll most likely be home earlier than everyone else. I won’t have a headache in the morning, and I won’t be throwing up before I go to bed and/or after I wake up. I’ll also remember what I did the night before — I’ll actually have a head full of memories created 12 hours prior.

However, I promise I’m not boring. I also promise that I won’t judge you or anybody else for living a different lifestyle than I do. Sometimes I wish I could keep up with those who can drink beer after beer and shot after shot night after night… but I can’t, so I don’t pretend to. But I will probably be up until 3AM! I’ll just be in my bed and it’ll be from one of the cups of caffeine I had earlier or a typical case of insomnia due to my brain that doesn’t have the ability to shut off so easily at night.

I’ve grown to willingly accept texts making fun of me for not coming out. I’ve accepted the fact that I’m the grandma of my friend group. You’ve heard the saying “I didn’t choose the thug life — the thug life chose me?” Well, I don’t know if I chose the grandma life or the grandma life chose me, but either way, I’m okay with it.

The heels and the late nights in bars and the hangover in the morning weekend lifestyle just isn’t for me. I’d rather be in a coffee shop in jeans and a hoodie with my laptop or a book and a hazelnut latte with almond milk. It’s all good — promise. I’m just not a party girl on the weekends, or ever. And I’m totally fine with that.

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Creator of lifestyle blog hawk + pearl. Contributing writer at BuzzFeed, Betches, Hint Water's The Quench, Thought Catalog, The GentleManual, and other awesome publications. Lover of traveling, eating tacos, drinking tequila, and living life.

Comments

  1. Lori

    And congratulations for not being a sheep. You don’t follow the pack — you lead it. I am so proud of who you are and I’m SURE who you are going to be later on in your life. Kudos to you, Morgan.

    1. Michael Mandriota

      Morgan, You are and Always were a Very unique person. I see Your mother in many things You do and how you do them. I too am so proud of who you are and as a parent, I Love You for You being You…….. DAD

  2. Kathy Richardson

    ❤️❤️❤️❤️. That’s awesome!!!!! I love that you shared that and I am going to share this with my daughter who is 14. Keep it up, please! People, especially teenagers, need to hear this!!

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