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Sunday, January 21, 2007


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.


Jen said...

I am jealous. All my coolest friends live far away. Lucky girl!

Jerk Of All Trades 2.0 said...

Well if I'm so damn fabulous how come I STILL haven't been able to buy you that beer.
Geezus girly it's been like 2yrs now.

hubs said...

We smile because a group of drunk, giggly, flirty girls with sex on the mind provide us with very fine "guys nights out".

Glitter/Aleka said...

We are all fabulous!

Tanya Kristine said...

sounds so much better than my night out. which included middle fingers, which actress we'd sleep with and me getting wedged between the front and back seat.

but thank GOD for my friends...still..