Any time I mention to my guy friends that I am heading out for Girls' Night, they get a smile on their faces. It's almost as if I can see the cartoon bubble pop up over their heads with their visions of my friends and I pillow-fighting in our lingerie. And every time, I have to laugh.
The reality doesn't quite match their visions. But any guy might blush at some of the topics of conversation that get discussed over wine and cheese flights when the girls get together.
We stayed out far too late for a "school night." We usually do.
One of my friends who is relatively new to the group commented to me after a few too many glasses of wine that I have fabulous friends. I responded with my own too-many-glasses-of-wine brazenness, that of course I do, after all, I'm fabulous. We both giggled.
The evening was full of tales of guys and jobs. Flirting and free-drink receiving. The occasional serious discussion of a problem or politics. All in all, it was an interesting and entertaining evening.
As I crawled under the covers with my red-wine haze nowhere near evaporating, I realized my friend was very smart indeed, and completely right. I definitely have fabulous friends.