Four days of basketball and scratchy, tabacco chewing, beer swilling boys. Would you:
1) Find something else to do
or,
2) Find something else to do ?
I knew if I stuck around the whole weekend, I'd spend most of my time cleaning and serving up food. Thus, I planned to make Saturday and Sunday a.m. my annual "girls weekend" with old high school friends. Two evenings with constant basketball and messy boys was enough for me.
I met the girls at Starbucks, then went out to lunch, then went for a marathon five hours of shopping at the outlet mall. I tried to hang out with them in the children's clothing stores, but after store #1, I couldn't do it anymore.
We ate too much for lunch, so skipped dinner. Swell idea, eh? We proceeded to drink two bottles of wine at the hotel between three of us and a non-alcoholic one for my preggo friend. Then it was time to go out on the town. One of our friends got a lot of immediate attention from boys (and one sad, Jack Sparrowish middle aged man). One boy thought we were in our mid twenties. I loved him.
We hung out at a karyoke bar. It was fun, and we had lots of great pictures (I had no camera, so don't ask for pics). All the bachelorettes that came in looked so, so young.
We partied like rock stars until 2 a.m. Yikes!
Chris and I are both drank out. His birthday is tomorrow and I don't think we're doing anything. We'll probably delay celebration.
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This type of weekend should be done once a year. I'd like that.
I think I might have wanted to stay with the boys more than they would have wanted me there. But your house would have been so much more my element I think.
Not that I don't enjoy a good spa, but a complete girls' weekend including that much shopping may have just done me in. Unless of course I could have camped out in the TV department.
There was great basketball on. Great games. I would have passed on the beer and stuff myself with the wings. And I might have enjoyed being parked in your kitchen. :)
I can't take shopping with other people - I am an anti-social shopper and I get bored easily. I go into stores with a list; I buy my stuff; I leave. Done.
Lol at the Jack Sparrowish guy. A Johnny Deppy guy would be fabulous - Jack Sparrow not so much.
I'm usually not a group shopper, but I somehow didn't mind this time so much. Usually it's an imbalance among participants (one wants to spend a lot, one isn't buying anything; one is on a shoe mission, another a dress mission). This time, other than the children's clothes, we were all on similar pages. Plus, we all hadn't talked in so long, waiting around was ok if one person was still in the fitting room, so there was a lot of chatting to be done.
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