There is something so refreshing about getting out with friends.
Without the kids.
Not the we don't love our children.
Not that we don't love spending time with our children.
It is just that there are times when you need to get dressed up with high heels, skinny jeans, and a done face.
You have a moment, of "that's right, I know this girl."
We picked up our friends and drove in the Spencer mobile. Another reason I love having my hip minivan besides the practicality with 3 boys; cruising with a group of friends to a Mystery Murder Dinner.
It was a gift from the husband's to the wives. Pretty creative if you ask me.
So we piled in, chatted the whole way there, and nervously walked in together. We were sure one of us was going to be part of the show. We picked our names. Since there were 6 of us we went with Brady Bunch gang.
I was the perfect child.
And our fears were confirmed when our friends were picked to participate.
It was too funny and I must say they handled it quite well.
We laughed the whole way home and promised each other that we won't wait to hang out together so long.
I am thankful for great friends.