I know. Clearly, they've never heard of Kerouac. Or Hemingway. Or Dylan Thomas.
My perfect girls' night out would be a good meal with good wine, then live music at a smoky bar (never gonna happen, I know), preferably something bluesy and rocking, and then ... more drinks! Maybe foofy ones. And a lot of laughing. And ogling cute boys.
I can't handle the smoke or even the volume that I used to, but I am going to assume that in your perfect night I will be able to enjoy/ignore these.
Going back a little, US$1200 in Melbourne would get you this in my former suburb: [link]
I think my perfect night out with the girls would be in, not out. I want a bunch of really good gourmet munchies to go with the wine and foufy drinks. and I want to talks about books and tv and men . ( I want to be able to say - 'men' , without it being bitter , or with out feeling like I've dised my DH). Get a little raunchy. And then I want to settle the whole state of the world .
I think this means an ending time closer to 3am. I wonder if I can do that anymore?
In my girls' night out, the smoke and the volume would totally not affect you.
I think my perfect night out with the girls would be in, not out. I want a bunch of really good gourmet munchies to go with the wine and foufy drinks. and I want to talks about books and tv and men . ( I want to be able to say - 'men' , without it being bitter , or with out feeling like I've dised my DH). Get a little raunchy. And then I want to settle the whole state of the world .
This would also be made of awesome.
::gropes Suzi in welcome::
Hey, AmyLiz - how you doin?
I had wonderful inspiration!!!
God, Sara is being so cute right now (she had a long nap this afternoon, so bedtime is a bit delayed). We're playing "school" and I'm the teacher, so she keeps running into the room with her Dora backpack and saying, "Hello, Teacher! I'm here for school!"
We drew shapes, then she sang the alphabet, then we stopped for snack (a candy bracelet Ben gave her), and now Ben (Mr. Ben to the kids) is showing her how to write letters.
I love the bossiness of kids at this age. She announces everything. "Now I'm going down to see Daddy. And when I walk back upstairs, I will say 'Hi, Teacher,' and then we will..."