Met up with some wonderful ladies last night thanks to the IAm A Derfwad Summer Tour 2012. Since
Mrs. G threatened to is planning on putting the URL to this-here blog on
her own much more widely read website, I figured I should actually put up a new
post. Not just for Derfs, but for all of
you followers who have been bereft at my lack of posting lately. *Snort*
Carrying on – it was quite nice to go out for the
evening. I tend to be kind of a homebody
during the work week and even when I’m not, it’s extremely rare that I venture
anywhere more exciting than the grocery store without my husband or a teenager or two in tow. And while I really enjoy family time and am
ever-so-grateful that I have both a husband and teenagers willing to spend time
with me, it was splendid to get together with someone new.
Splendid for me, that is.
I can’t speak to the experience the other gals had. Because a small amount of adult beverage was
consumed by yours truly and I’m sure there was some rather rambling
story-telling going on. I tend to ramble
at the best of times – add tequila and I’m sure there were some stories that
didn’t actually have endings, or maybe even beginnings. Or perhaps too many beginnings. Where was I going with that anyway?
I cannot recall the last time I was actually completely
toasted. Maybe my Dad’s wake? There just aren’t many occasions when alcohol
is appropriate in my life. I’m not
opposed for any reason – the whole Five Wives Vodka brouhaha was quite amusing –
I’d just rather have a good strawberry lemonade if the opportunity arises. And those who have to listen to my stories
are very grateful for that.
