Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Girls Gone Wild

Once upon a time, there were three women.

Friends.

The kind of friends who are neighbors and have been friends for-ev-er...the bestest kind of friends who hadn't seen each other for awhile because of life and stuff.

Like kids. And school. And work. And birthday parties. And sick parents.

You know, life and stuff.

So via text messages, cuz that is the best way to communicate even if you do live like only 10 feet away from each other, they schedule lunch out.

And via text messages, they keep changing times and drivers (well, one of the girlfriends never offers to drive because the other two are kinda control freaks about it...and it's not the person writing this story) but finally get it worked out.

Lunch.

At Cheesecake Factory.

Soon after being seated, the stories of all the things they are all going through start to flow...as do a few tears.

And then the laughter starts. Real laughter...the kind where your belly hurts from laughing so hard and so long and so loud.

The girlfriends all eat salads, with dressing on the side. Who knows why, but that is just what they do. And not wanting to go home yet, they walk a little ways to burn a couple of calories from all that lettuce.

And find the bestest place ever.

Ever.

The Sweet Shoppe.

The girlfriends continue to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.

With cupcakes in their purses, they buy tickets for the giant ferris wheel and board the car.
As they circle the world way up high they eat cupcakes...coconut for them and vanilla vanilla for the one writing the story, all the while laughing and snorting as the wind blows their hair and rocks their car.
The sun was hiding, but the girlfriends don't care. They were too busy eating. And talking. And (you guessed it!) laughing some more.
And then they came back down to earth and drove home to houses full of kids and laundry and hungry bellies.

But the text messages kept coming...and the best one said:

"So glad that in this stage of my life...life's simple pleasures r the best."

Amen, sister. Amen.

The End.

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