Sunday night was our monthly Girls' Night Out (GNO), and this month, my pal Anita was nice enough to host us for an evening of eating, playing 8th grade paper games and screaming loud enough to wake not only her little girl, but the whole damn neighborhood. Thanks Neeters!
The Guy That's Snoring on the Couch has these fantasies about what we gals do at GNO. His fantasies involve Catholic school uniforms, pillow fights and high pitched giggling. He's a little off base.
Want to know what us party animals really do at GNO? We eat. A LOT.
And we laugh. And we tell stories about vaginas, and childbirth, and all kinds of nasty stuff you don't even want to know about. And we take 4002 pictures of ourselves on Vern's camera and put stickers on the ends of our already huge and massively accentuated noses.
Oh wait, that's just me. Holy shit, I only have one (very pointy) chin! It's a Christmas Day miracle! The cute one with scary earrings is Gina, by the way.But we've never had a naked pillow fight. And I don't think any of us even owns a Catholic School uniform. Sorry, Hubs.
We did play the best game EVER, which I simply can't recommend highly enough. Appropriately titled "The Paper Game" (an ode to our 8th grade creativity), here's the gist of it: each person goes around and says something they've never done. For example, "I've never had sex with an animal." Then, everyone who has done that thing (in this case, someone who's had sex with a goat, cow, sheep...you get the picture) puts a piece of paper in the middle of the table and everyone in the room now knows that person has screwed a hairy creature of some sort.
Really, it's a compassionate game, because said person never even has to tell anyone they like to get it on with dogs...we all just know because of their pristine white scrap of paper.
Don't judge.
I'd fill you all in on some of the topics we discussed, but I'm afraid a gang of middle class, almost-middle-aged, church-going women would bum rush me and burn me at the stake this evening.
Good times.
I love you all, and for the record, there's nobody I'd rather be talking about threesomes and vericose veins with.
3 people used their Big Boy words to communicate:
Oh that sounds like fun. I hate it because all my friends and I are so busy with work and kids, we never get together.
Oh wait, I was just going to say "piss off" ha ha, love that in your profile!
Ohhhhhhhhhh, how I wish I were there to join you ladies. Sounds like fun, paper game and all. Am coming home next weekend for Ty's wedding if anyone will be around...
xoxo, ccf
I hated the paper game when we played it in high school. But loved all of the stories that came from it. Loved catching up with everyone. You are a crack up.
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