Not-So-Girls Night Out
So...Last Wednesday we decided to do something we haven't done in a while--Girls night out. Except there was the whole breaking- the girl-code-in-an-over-the-top-manner issue going on. Jill, being as forgiving as she is (and really wanting to get drunk), was willing to overlook the indiscretion. Unfortunately, some people get really drunk and dig their hole even deeper. As if the mood was not dampened enough, my husband was, of course, pouring water on by the bucketful. You'd think that a man would understand that girls night is GIRLS night. He didn't want to leave the bar but had no choice when all of my girls started telling him how irritating it was that he was ruining their girls night. He left begrudgingly. Took almost all of my cash and headed to the strip bar. You'd think most husbands would be thrilled with the "compromise" of not hanging out with the girls to go watch naked women. Flash forward about one hour. In the door walks my husband. And again he didn't want to leave. Again there were hateful glances and not-so-kind reminders from the girls. Again, he left begrudgingly. It was embarrassing to say the least and irritating as hell. I just don't get it.
Regarding you, Jill: You were so in the right about all of that. I wouldn't have done what I did if I thought any other way. I just hope that she gets it and, moreover, he gets it. So...girls night out next Wednesday?
On the bright side...I wrapped up my 4.0 for this semester. Not a single average below 96%. Those who know me know this was the 2nd most important thing in my life for the last 4 months. Celebrating will commence Dec. 22nd. Email invitations to follow.
posted by Holly @ 9:52 AM
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Yay! You're smart.
That's impressive and definitely not an easy task, especially when you have little ones at home. Congratulations, you deserve much celebration!
There are a lot of things that I need to try againg until I get it right but that's a whole other blog! :)
Maybe you're reading this the wrong way: your husband would rather spend time with YOU than watch naked women dance around wiggling their bums and boobies in his direction. Irritating at the time, but kinda sweet in hindsight?
Nope, it was irritating in its feel-sorry-for-me-pulleeze efforts. I paid him $5 to go to the strip club.
In actuality, the only reason he wanted to be with me is because he wanted me to entertain him. He didn't think it was fair that I was there with my friends and he had to sit at the strip bar alone without any friends. Words from his 32 year old mouth.
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