Last night was girl’s night. Every girl need girlfriends… especially ME. I have always been surrounded by boys. Growing up there was Dad, three brothers, boy cousins, closest neighbors… you guessed it…boys, I married a man and had two more boys. My survival skills have been honed. I can hold my own. But that is not what this is about. This is about what I cannot live without… girl time!
Once a month Carrie, Janie and I (names have been changed to protect me.) get together for a night of catching up, laughs and a few eats and a little shopping. We are very predictable. We go to Wendy’s before heading to Joann’s Fabrics and Crafts across the parking lot. Obviously friendship is the key here and not the activity.
Janie just returned from an anniversary trip. Carrie has a new grandson only days old. Both have birthdays this month. They had lots of news to talk about. The focus turned to me… What have I been doing you ask? Well the blog is going well.
They both looked at me as if I had suddenly started speaking in Norwegian. Their blank stares spoke volumes. I didn’t let the quizzical looks stop me. I continued, I got a lot of response on the blogging for coffee post and the one on jigsaw puzzles. Have you read either of them? Carrie shook her head no while Janie uttered how she’d lost the address to get to the site and could I please send it to her again. I’ve made it through the forest of men in my life, I’ll make it through this. I continued on…
Yes, I’ve written about coffee and jigsaw puzzles. Things that are important in my life. Pay attention here folks, this is me. We all got a good laugh. Carrie doesn’t get why I’d do such a thing. Janie doesn’t care why I’d do such a thing. So all my bragging was lost on them. They keep me humble… kind of.
I love our nourishing and uplifting girlfriend time. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Who am I writing for? …certainly not Carrie or Janie. I’m writing for the love of writing, the love of story telling, but mostly for myself.
Note: I’m betting that neither Carrie nor Janie ever see this. If they do, jokes on me.