Blog: And just where have you been, young lady?

Me: Um, err… I was out.

Blog: out? OUT!? Where exactly is OUT?

Me: Well, let me start at the beginning.

A long, long time ago, on a Sassy Saturday afternoon…

I ate a salad.

A salad filled with red leaf lettuce, spinach, carrots, tomatoes, sprouts, cucumbers and green peppers. It was a lovely salad indeed.

After lunch I packed my bags for an old fashioned, get out your dancing shoes, life before kids, girls night out and sleepover to boot.

What, you don’t take breakfast cookie ingredients with you to a sleepover? Breakfast rookie.

Waiting for my (big) girls to come pick me up, I had a little snack. This was a snack with a purpose, you see. This snack was meant to serve as a REMINDER that I did NOT want to wake up with a tongue feeling like the outside of a kiwi tomorrow morning.

Yes, Blog, last night was Ladies Night you see. Oy what a night. Oh yes, I shirked my parental responsibilities in lieu of a good cause: Food, friends, fun and freedom.

One of my oldest and best girlfriend’s is in town for about a week. My former high school clique turned fellow 30 year old’s circled round to paint the town red. Or whatever it is you kids are calling it these days.

First up, girlfriends Missy, Sharon and yours truly headed out to dinner at a happening little bistro while we waited for gal pal #4 to get out of work.

This would be an attempt to look sassy, wind blown and sexy.

Meh. Two outta three ain’t bad.

We decided on Lovin’ Cup – a totally hip and trendy bistro on a local college campus – but is frequented by students and plenty of crazy chicks that graduated almost 10 years ago alike.

The scene.

The menu.

The beverage.

Oooo don’t mind if I do…

The food.

I let this Pinball Panini bounce all around between my teeth.

I was more than happy to get all tied up in my Tangled Up and Bleu Salad.

After dinner and tons catching up and girl talk, we blew that pop stand and moved on to meet up with Tara.

But first, an emergency stop for caffeine and a little something sweet.

Yes, that’s right. Starbucks. A pecan toffee bar and a little insurance policy to insure I wouldn’t fall asleep in my chardonnay.

Coffee with a time check to make sure I wasn’t dreaming because I was definitely feeling sleepy as well as feeling like a I needed a little pinch that I was out with my gals on a Saturday night!

Three hip chicks, hanging out like this is standard operating procedure and pretending our sweatpants never see a Saturday night.

With our coffee buzz well underway, we headed downtown to meet up with Tara at a local bar called Lux and make our move for some more “we do this all the time” action.

The scene.

The company.

The beverages.

Wait, how many of us are there again? Head Count! 1, 2, 3, 4… Drink Count! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6…

Interesting.

That might explain why the scene started to look a little like this. I think it’s time we move on.

Hmmm, spelling the name of the bar with our arms?

Yeah. Definitely time to move on. And just about time to remember back to that fuzzy kiwi snack this afternoon too.

We danced, laughed, talked and walked our way through a club and back to Tara’s house to do what any group of fun loving girls would do at this hour of the night. Err… hour of the morning.

A late night lesson on how to make a breakfast cookie, as requested.

Operation Avoid Fuzzy Tongue was a rousing success this morning, as were our breakfast cookies.

The chatting continued this morning and we enjoyed a late morning walk together to the local co-op to refill my stash of Larabars and nut butters before the journey home. A girl’s gotta have priorities.

Home again and caught up on the events of the 18 hours I was able to escape, I’ve already managed to consume my weight in vegetables.

Given all the clocks I studied yesterday, you think I might have made at least once glance at a calendar?

I needed a cup of tea to weave my tale. You just can’t wrong with a box you dig out of the cupboard that has Gingerbread Men on it. August Schmaugust.

So you see Blog, that’s where I’ve been…