I just spent the past seven hours with four of the most amazing girls I know—my high school girl friends and I’m a little buzzed so this is how it’s coming out and I’m not going to spell scchek and whatever but these girls are amazing and I’ve known them for over twenty years and where can you put five girls together and have this kind of mayhem happen:
1. We get in trouble at a nail salon because we were laughing too much and being too loud and there were people trying to get relaxing massages. We felt just like we were back in high school study hall again, getting in trouble for talking!
2. Drinking from a flask in the back of the car—totally reminiscent of high school!
3. We go to pee at the salon and I take one bathroom and my other friend takes the other bathroom, then my other friend comes knocking on my door yelling, “Let me in!” She had walked in to the other bathroom and there was a MAN showering in the other bathroom! We spend the next five minutes laughing our asses off, only to hear another knock five minutes later and it’s our other friend, T, laughing because SHE HAS JUST WALKED IN ON THE SAME MAN in the bathroom. I tend to think this man has planned this fantasy out on purpose so unsuspecting women getting their nails done then having to go pee will walk in on him hoping his fantasy of having girls walk in on him while showering at the spa will come true.
This is just some of the stuff that occurred during our girl’s day out. Other stuff includes a great lunch with wine, cocktails, desserts the size of your head and awesome waiters who were on hand to give back massages and take photos at the snap of our fingers!
There is much other stuff but I feel that it would jeopardize our friendship if I were to start telling all of cyberspace about our trip to the strip club and the cigar bar. Ha just kidding. We don’t strip and smoke. That’s just classless. And we are such classy chicks.
But, don’t you just love being with friends that you’ve known forever, friends you can say and do anything in front of, friends you can tell anything to?
Friends who you got drunk with for the first time with in high school?
Friends who lost their virginity in your basement when you were in high school?
Friends who you can yell at to turn down the music when you're at U of W in Madison Halloween weekend and you're so drunk you're throwing up and you need them to turn the music down cuz it's so loud and you cannot concentrate enough to throw up while the music is so loud (not me, of course, someone else).
Friends who covered for you when the cops came to your house in high school and when the cops asked them, "What's your address?", one of them actually walked outside to look at the front of the house to tell the cop the house number in order to prove she lived there? WTF T?
Friends who just tell it like it is, even if it means telling ya you need to spend the extra money on a new pair of jeans! : )
Friends you can actually FART in front of? These are those kinds of friends, except of course, we are too mature and ladylike to actually fart, that is just a figure of speech.
I love these friends. I’m so thankful for these friends. I don't say it enough. We are all too busy, with our marriages, our children, our jobs, our own lives. I see these best girlfriends not nearly enough. That’s the bad part.
There is a good part though.
The good part is that when we do see each other, we’re fully time-charged right back into 1987, like we’ve never moved forward, and I love that feeling; I love you all, Tracey, Sue, Peg and Kara, my very best, very best BFFs from high school, and no one can take the places of you gals!