FUN WITH FRIENDS ALLOWS INNER CHILD TO COME OUT AND PLAY
Have you let your inner child out to play lately?
It’s so easy to keep him or her locked up and deprived of fun as we tend to the responsibilities of being grown. I’m guilty of that when I get in my writing groove; I want to invest every ounce of energy and every minute into my work.
Actually, I feel like I play with words all day, so it doesn’t really feel like work because I love it so much!
But it’s really important to take a break from work and have fun with friends.
I did that Friday night with one of my favorite people in the world -- brilliant actress and singer Jewel Evans. She’s a junior at Bard College in upstate New York, and we share a “joie de vivre” and passion for life that makes us want to kiss the air!
While she’s in Detroit for holiday break, we attended the 10th Annual Glamour Party hosted by my friend, Dennis Archer, Jr., following the black tie Charity Preview for the North American International Auto Show.
Jewel and I are free spirits, and we embrace every moment with a hunger and passion for life. So from the moment we entered the giant white tent in the middle of downtown, we savored skewered shrimp and steak. We marveled at the beautiful, sparkly gowns that the women wore.
And we lucked up on front row seats to the fashion show featuring black and white clothing on intriguing, androgynous models wearing styles from a store called Detroit is the New Black.
As we watched, a man in a tuxedo suddenly crouched in front of me, taking pictures of the action. Turns out, his mother, entrepreneur Doris Robinson, was modeling in the show. When it concluded, he introduced himself as Will Robinson. The look of recognition on my face made him laugh.
“I never would’ve guessed your age,” he said, “but you just gave it away!”
We cracked up. You must be of a certain age to have the TV show Lost in Space ingrained in your childhood frame of reference. The Swiss Family Robinson-inspired show swapped an island with a distant planet in the future; the family’s robot was always warning the little boy, “Danger, Will Robinson!”
Another hilarious moment occurred when Jewel and I, along with a beautiful, fun woman named Jessie, ventured outside the tent, into the frigid air to wait in line to use the Ritz-Carlton version of port-a-potties.
Red lights glowed over the four women’s units and the two men’s units. When the green lights illuminated and someone exited, people in line hurried up the three steps to enter.
I spotted a green light over a men’s room, and nobody in line was heading toward its slightly open door. I had to go so bad, I made a mad dash—
“Somebody may be in there,” the security guard warned.
Undeterred, I knocked on the door.
A man in a tuxedo pushed it open and looked down at me.
“Come on in!” he said, smiling.
I cracked up and stepped WAY back, laughing with several people in line.
Another treat for the night was seeing my friend from third grade. Fred Prime and I stood in the cold with Jewel and his lovely psychologist wife, Erica Prime, Ph.D., reminiscing about how we met in third grade in Mrs. Gross’ class at Einstein Elementary School in Oak Park, Michigan.
This, after Jewel and I danced the night away to the hot beats of Doug E. Fresh. And yes, he made the mouth sounds with the microphone—amazing.
It’s hilarious that his song comes to mind whenever someone randomly says “six minutes.” That always prompts me, my mother and our friends to say, “Six minutes… six minutes… six minutes, Doug E. Fresh, and you’re on!”
This Friday night of fun let my inner child out to play. I hope you take time every day to do the same, even for a few minutes. It will refresh, rejuvenate, and re-energize you!
© 2017 Elizabeth Ann Atkins