How to Survive Life in the Suburbs

Gluttony

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I graduated University more than 16 years ago? Gulp. I’m getting old.

Every year my old roomies and I get together at my place for what is now a long standing tradition of catch up, gossip and what’s up.

I’m proud of us for keeping in touch.
We have seen each other through:

boyfriends

heartache

marriages

career choices and changes

babies

cancer

pain

joy

fear

death of parents
we may not be physically close, but when it counts, we are there.

Each year we celebrate.

We laugh until our sides hurt.

We confide.

We cry.

We also eat and drink.

The food, in a word, is ridiculous.

Why is it a grown woman will eat to the point of feeling sick?

I am certain that as I lounged around the pool just nibbling, I consumed as many calories as a linebacker before the big game!

I ate cheeses and dips, seafood’s and chocolates, chips and cakes.

And I do not apologize. It was glorious.

I loved every second.

I’m thankful fate (or residence assignment) brought these three intelligent, beautiful, caring and sensitive women into my life.

I will tell my daughters…boyfriends will come and go, but if you find a good friend, a true friend, you have found a gift. Girlfriends are forever.

Can’t wait until next year so I can once again embrace the gluttony.

    • Comments

    7. Good friends are such a blessing to have. I only get to see mine about once a year as well. And we pretty much do the same thing. ladybugmamaof2.blogspot.com

    8. “Anthing rocks” if it’s once a year. I eat and I wear it.

      I guess it’s better if I wear lettuce and tomatoes, than french fries. Oh Baby, supersize that!

      Secretia

    10. Good friends are good for the soul. It sounds like you had a fabulous time! It kills me that none of my dearest friends live close, but I see a few of them at least every other month and the others at least once a year. It always refreshes my spirit. Thanks for the blog award! I will post it soon! Have a beautiful, blessed day!