Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Where would I be without my friends?




I’m so fortunate to have such wonderful women in my life. The most amazing thing of all is that although sometimes we get busy with life, kids, work, men and don’t speak for a while, as soon as we are together it’s like the time since our last visit was minutes, not months or in some cases years ago.

This weekend I spent time with a friend I have only seen occasionally in the past couple years. Desiree ( sorry girlfriend, I can’t remember the fictitious name we came up with) and I met at a bar for a night out. We both needed it, but more than the night out, we needed the time together.

We talked about what has happened in the last several years, divorces, kids, working out and then we remembered our nights out before.

Early in our friendship I was the only single woman in our friends so lots of times when we girls went out someone would be mad at their husband/boyfriend so we would good naturedly discuss what asses men could be. We finally came to the conclusion that we were going to create a perfect world- Our lesbian love nest- only without sex. Just us women and our children, no men over the age of 18. Once our sons turned 18 they would be required to leave the nest.

How wonderful it would be, just us and our babies, no men to pick up after, we could do or not do whatever we wanted, whenever we needed a little something-something we would leave the nest for a visit with the outside world and once satisfied we could return to our Utopia and live happily ever after.

Of course, we never stopped to consider all those women living and cycling together, all our daughters going through puberty in such close quarters, all our sons going through puberty together, with nothing to stand between our children and teenage craziness but a couple of frazzled moms and lots of wine.

Maybe once the kids are grown, we can get our old lady pants, our purple hats, lots and lots of wine and sit on the porch remembering how sexy we were and what fools our men were to let us get away.

Of course our eyesight will be gone so we will think we are still that sexy and because our hearing went years ago, we’ll just be a bunch of tipsy old ladies yelling at each other.

I can't wait.

2 comments:

  1. Carol, at 64 I still don't have the purple hat, nor the old lady pants! And I still am sexy! See, the fading eyesight isn't really that bad since to me I still look 40 something! And, so do all my girlfriends! (Course, a lot of them are 40 something!) LOL!

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  2. HEY KID I STILL DON'T HAVE MY PURPLE HAT YET EITHER, BUT AS SOON AS I CAN RETIRE YOU CAN BET I WILL WEAR THE PURPLE HAT WITH MY RED DRESS.....
    LOVE YOU MUCH
    MOMMA

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