Monday, March 21, 2011

mental health monday: girls night out.

The thing I love most about my friends is that when I arrived 45 minutes late to our girls night out/birthday celebration on Saturday night, they had already polished off a bottle of wine. In fact, they were sitting around my friend Raye's kitchen table, discussing one of our husbands (or husbands to be), the better part of the hors d'oeuvres polished off. These are not women you keep waiting.

I sat down, quickly got caught up on the conversation and relaxed into a lovely glass of wine.  The last time I saw all of these ladies was Cathy's Epic Wedding.  I am actually shocked that we managed to pull off a night where the four of us were free (of kids and spouses).  The next time we are all together will probably be Raye's wedding in September.  After (a lot) more wine, I decided that we better go out for dinner or else I was going to end up under the table by 8pm.  We found an empty Thai food restaurant and ordered a mess of food.  I whipped my camera out and took pictures of everyone, which they really appreciated.  (Hey, at least I did it before the food came.)  I am fairly certain that our conversation scandalized our waitress and the patrons sitting behind us.  I suppose the words "speculum" and "cowboy porn" are a bit titilating (more on the cowboy porn in another blog post).

We wrapped the evening up with 4 pints of gelato from Ed's Real Scoop, a bottle of champagne, and more wine (I am not divulging how much).  We laughed, cried, gasped and laughed some more. Of course, since we were in absolutely no condition to locomote anywhere, we crashed at Raye's (who has a lovely pullout couch if you are ever in the area).  But I will warn you, if you take cream and sugar in your coffee, bring your own. 
Max, me, Stephanie, Cathy, Raye and Tanya the summer of 2007


  1. Anonymous11:16 a.m.

    You are all more beautiful as you (dare I say it?) age!

  2. Awh. thanks! I'm ok with aging. I think I look better now than I did 10 years ago.

  3. I have better teeth than I did 10 years ago! (Well, I think I was in the middle of correcting them then, anyway.)

    By the way, on my bike ride home at 1am, I totally took a tumble. I don't think the wine helped. I split the knee of my jeans and injured my pride quite seriously.

  4. We told you to stay!! See!!