Last Saturday, my best friend (hey Angel) and I went to see THE movie for the chick crowd. We loved it. The husbands kept the children, we went out to lunch, then the movie and finished up our exceptional "Girls' Day Out" with cool, creamy milkshakes.
The movie won't be nominated for any Oscars or be remembered for a brilliant plot. But it was sheer, grown-up fun for these two thirty-somethings. We got to revisit some of our favorite characters, drool over some lovely shoes and blush at some racy scenes. There was even an elderly couple sitting a few rows down from us which creeped us out a bit. Kind of like watching a contraband movie with your parents in the room. Unlike M, I didn't come home with less cash and more shoes. I had already purchased these lovely torture devices two days before.
I'm off to read Soozadoo's latest work. So don't expect me popping round your blogs this weekend. I have work (really, really fun work) to get done.
9 months ago