Pals

I liked to think I was the Rizzo of the group,
but I was probably the Sandy.

I recently had the chance to get away with my oldest friends.  We’ve all been best pals since high school, and a few of us have known each other since elementary school.  Though we’ve moved around, currently four of the five of us live in the same city.  We went to Chico Hot Springs for the weekend, and as I told my friends, I feel like our friendship is reinvigorated.  We all work crazy hours, most have kids, and we haven’t managed to get away for even a night together for about 10 years.  Lunches here and there, some shopping, and pop-ins have had to hold us over. 

I just had such a great time, y’all.  I came home exhausted from laughing and not sleeping and sitting in the sun.  So, these are some amusing things that were said:

·         My friend, who is a labor and delivery nurse, talks in her sleep.  I woke up to her shouting “She’s ready!  She’s ready!”

·         “Why are there so many Porsches here?  Some kind of Porsche convention?”  “More like a mid-life crisis convention…”

·         “Oh, yeah, my husband watches a LOT of porn.  He’s probably at home right now whacking it.”

·         “Fuck you, pumpkin.” 

·         “Cripes, why are the hot springs so damn hot?!”

·         My friends teased me about my tiny ass.  “That’s the shortest butt crack I’ve ever seeeeeen!” “You could fit a whole ‘nuther butt in those pants!  Or…at least one butt!”

·         I cocked my hip and farted really loud, then pointed across the room at my friend and said “That was you.”  Tiny but powerful.

Don’t you just love girlfriends?  We already booked the place for next year.