Happy Day, awesome readers!
I have a question for you:
When was the last time you had a “girl’s night out”?
PS. I don’t want to sound racist or anything but if you’re not a girl, this question may not be for you.
Why do I ask?
Because last weekend I had a “girl’s night out” with my friend and I realized – or possibly just remembered – that going out with a girlfriend is exactly like therapy only better. (Unless if your therapist drinks blue cocktails in large numbers; in which case I may have to reconsider that statement.)
Some of the highlights of our evening:
We got to name said blue drink. (“I feel like I’m drinking a Smurf. Is my mouth blue?”)
I got to tell a drunken man that we were lesbians. There’s nothing like watching a man try to recover himself as he works really hard at hiding the fact that you’ve just stumped him. (Because clearly a man who stands speechless and with a dumbfounded expression on his face is never an indication that he’s at that moment speechless and dumbfounded.)
We got to ponder very important questions such as why there’s an “s” in the word “lisp”. Our thesis-like, 37-minute discussion concluded in a discovery that some things just don’t – and will NEVER – make sense and that’s okay. (Unless of course if you speak with a lisp; then it’s just mean.)
One of us – although I don’t quite remember who – got to vent about things like why we think that our boyfriend should confirm plans with us every single day leading up to said plans. AND (the best part) we got to tell the story from OUR POINT OF VIEW ONLY. This was both liberating and reason to order another round of drinks. (At least that’s how I remember it.)
The other one of us mentioned a guy that she was interested in and the other one of us – being the wine-induced proactive type that she is at times – had the brainiac idea to text him. From that moment on said interested party’s cell phone became the centerpiece of the bar as we waited for his response. Which never came but we considered that a good thing because it meant that he had a life. Which also lead to the question: Oh no! What if he has a girlfriend?!!
Update: He does not have a girlfriend and the one of us that was interested in him actually heard from him the next day (right after deciding that she “hates smurfs”).
Back to our original question:
When was the last time you had a “girl’s night out”? What did you do and what were some of the highlights?
PS. While I make fun of our evening and of ourselves, I do want to say that I was the designated driver and drank responsibly. And by responsibly I mean that I had water in my wine glass. Wine too but mostly water.
JvO, and I got together with a couple of Hamilton bloggers just last Friday day! I finally got to meet them all face to face since I somehow missed meeting anybody from Hamilton at Blissdom. And… I don’t remember a single thing we talked about (possibly too much alcohol) other than food in general (foodbloggers, eh?).
Possibly I only remember because I was the designated driver 🙂
Sounds like a super fun night – glad you enjoyed a girls night out!!!
It’s been awhile since I had one but my sis-in-law and I are planning a little girls trip later this summer so that should be fun.
You and your sister-in-law … away by yourselves?! Sounds awesome! I want a full report when you get back 🙂
Thank goodness one if us drank responsibly .. I still hate smurfs, lol!!
But, I did appreciate a much needed therapy session.. The last girls night out I could remember was when you and I attended the “First F*cking Dinner” We should plan a get-a-way.. No more smurf’s I promise. Lol!!
And, Thanks for the nudge.. That’s what girls are for..
Was much needed on my end too, Wendy 🙂
Girl’s nights out are the best.
The last one I had was months ago, but they’re always fun because they include lots and lots of bad dancing. 🙂
I agree. Bad dancing is THE BEST 🙂
*Love* ladies’ night out…and “in” for that matter! Too bad they don’t happen now as frequently as they did then. I could have all the fun with less pressure 😀
That is, until my 6 year old wakes me up at 6:45 asking if it’s time to get up and play.
Sounds like you had a great time!