I spent most of the day this past Saturday surrounded by smart, funny women. We had a lovely brunch here and then went to watch these ladies perform amazing feats of female athleticism.
It was a good day. There were no stripteases or cakes shaped like male genitalia. There were no feather boas or plastic tiaras--although I did rock this great tin-foil crown my friend made for me. I wasn't playing a role or a part. I was just being me.
And those smart, funny women I mentioned earlier? They were all of that and more. I felt lucky to be around them. I don't spend a lot of time with other girls. Usually, I'm at work with a bunch of guys or at home with that one special fellow. Being out last weekend made me think that maybe I've been missing out on some quality girl-time. I'll have to make a post-wedding resolution to do something about that...
(You might recall that, along with some bachelorette-goodness, another weekend highlight I was anticipating was my last ever issue of Martha Stewart Weddings. I'm sorry to report that while the bachelorette-goodness exceeded my expectations, the MSW definitely did not. I thought about trying to explain my general disappointment here, but instead, I think I'll just let Mouse at Souris Mariage speak for us all.)