Friday, November 13, 2009

5:00 Fridays

When my girlfriends and I get together there's a whole lot of hoopla going on. We can somehow follow six conversations at once, sip wine while getting pedicures, read trashy magazines, gossip, and try on shoes, remark on what works and what doesn't, and swap lipstick shades all at the same time. Of course this is all after we've cooked and frozen three healthy meals, changed the sheets, mopped the kitchen floor, packed lunches, paid bills, stocked beer, and negotiated world peace before leaving town. We're quite adept at the one-man-band version of girls weekend.

This is no Moms Gone Wild I'm talking about (Unless of course you count the time a certain someone was caught dancing atop the bar after spinning some god awful Wheel of (mis)Fortune that pointed to the shot she'd have to down...which she, in somewhat sound mind, did. Twice.). And there was the time another certain someone, upon madly hugging her friend on the dance floor because Omigod! the DJ played our request "Pour Some Sugar On Me," tripped and toppled, landing on her elbow, which proceeded to swell to the size of a light bulb and required physical therapy. Yeah, never mind that. Where was I?

Truth be told, we generally spend our time lazing around in sweats (what I refer to as my "buffet pants"), watching sappy movies like The Princess Diaries (I and II), noshing on chips and salsa, giving ourselves facial masks, and giggling a whole lot. What we really dig is not being on a schedule or being interrupted eleventy times a second. On girls weekend, we can actually finish a thought. And a sentence.

And if we get a tish obnoxious on the dance floor, it's just because we're so excited to be grooving to something other than Victor Vito. You might get irritated and shout obscenities like Mother Fucker at us. But we don't care, because no one's calling us Mommy.


1 shot vanilla vodka
1 shot Rain Organic Honey Mango Melon vodka
3 ounces mango juice
splash soda water
honey & sugar to rim glass
lime wheel for garnish

Brush a martini glass with a bit of honey (not to be confused with the candy), then dip into a dish of sugar. Pour vodkas and mango juice into a cocktail shaker filled with ice. Strain into martini glass. Add splash of soda water. Garnish with lime wheel.

Repeat. Often.

Shake your booty.
Tip your bartender.
Hug your friends.

Call a cab.

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DCUrbanDad said...

Go ahead and shake what ya mama gave ya.

Anonymous said...

Moms on vacation take this kind of fun VERY seriously. With good reason. You go, Girl!

Christy said...

I'm pretty sure my "going out" outfit looks something like those dresses in that video...is that a bad sign for tonight? Can't wait!

Erin Conigliaro said...

sounds like a blast! you deserve the r&r. come back with lots of stories :)

Victoria said...

Whooooo-wheee! I may try that there drinky-drink myself as my kids are going to see their dad for the holidays. Good times cometh!

Anonymous said...

I am afraid the shoes I am wearing tonight will cause me to fall down and roll mu ankle...but I don't care....hopefully I will have enough drinks in me to laugh at myself!! BRING IT!!


dadshouse said...

Sounds like you're going to have a fun time! Why do all that work before you go, though? Let hubby and the kids take care of the house. They are capable.

Have fun!

Corina said...

Have fun, girl! I am rocking out to Cyndi right now!