Monday, September 17, 2012

Girls, Girls, Girls...

Hello Monday!  After our annual Girl's Weekend, normalcy is looking mighty fine to me. 

Getting together with friends I usually have not seen in a year is always a blast.  Sister in law extraordinaire, Cheryl, does most of the planning and organizing, and no detail goes unchecked.  We have little routines and rituals that she makes sure are carried out-no matter how crazy-it's all part of our sisterhood.  It's the closest thing I'll ever get to a 'sorority'-something I never wanted to have any part of.  But this is different.  No rushing.  No initiation.  No dress up dances.  And most importantly, NO BOYS!!  We catch up on each others lives and laugh ourselves sick.

But it's back to reality-thank the good Lord.  I do not want a cocktail for breakfast-even if it's disguised as a healthy thing with tomato juice, celery, or orange juice.  I will happily get my diet on track without yummy dips, too much cheese, and hot dogs on a stick.  I promise to drink 64 ounces of water today to counteract a s'more shot and a Barry White martini.  (the latter was sipped while listening and dancing to his Big Sexiness-all without spilling a drop!)  Makeup will be on my face and the sweats are in the wash. I'm going on a loooong walk in hopes of burning off some of the 7 gajillion calories I ingested with total and utter abandon.  And I will go to bed at a reasonable time instead of bonfireing and stargazing until all hours.  Absentee 'sisters' can sleep peacefully knowing that they will not be 'drunk dialed' to be reminded of all the fun they are missing.

So till next year, my lovelies.  Enjoy your lives and be assured that your honorary therapy weekend will happen again next year-we should be recovered by then!  xo



6 comments:

Erik Donald France said...

Hey Jodi,

Funny -- & looks like fun.

Cheryl said...

Precious, thank you so much for making our annual Girls Weekend the highlight of your weekly blog. I believe a fun time was had by all and my stomach and ribs still hurt from laughing so uncontrollably. My voice is also still a little horse but it's all worth it! Much love, hugs and kisses until we see each other again. Love Savanna <3

the walking man said...

babes,booze,food and fire...sounds like a winner to me.

Charles Gramlich said...

You are disciplined about your recovery from fun. I am not so disciplined myself.

rosegarden said...

sounds like the perfect weekend!!! Good luck with the recovery from such fun!! If you need a walking buddy let me know!! Need to try one of those marinis one of these days!! Have a geat week

jodi said...

Erik-a blast it 'twas! Savanna-(you southern slut)bless your heart. 'Twas your thoughtfullness once again, that made the party a success, Ah do declaaaa!!! Mark-all that and no 'weiners', unless you count those hot dogs on a stick! Charles-Me and a steer have that in common-all we can do is try! rosegarden-a walk real soon (two weeks or so) sounds great. At about that time, I'll be able to have a margarita! Whoo Hoo. All love my darlings. xoxo