Went out to dinner tonight looked around and saw the future!! Mine and theirs. The prom girls were walking around in just about nothing I tell you (and looking damn perky while they were at it). The 50 – somethings were all blessedly child-free and fabulous in their laughing martinis and tables full of stories. What a strange evening to see these two extremes and to wonder what it will be like to be in my 50s with beautiful daughters wandering around restaurants oblivious to the horny drooly stares of the men in the room?