Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Two outta three ain't bad

When I got bamboozled agreed to this, right out of the gate I saw a major hurdle.  One of my best friends from high school and I had already planned a girl's weekend.  I was soooo looking forward to it as we always have tons of fun when we are together.  It's good sometimes to hang out with people who knew you way back when, and I don't get to do it very often.

Here's some photos of way back when. . .
Way back when we got in trouble for talking during Graduation
(they still gave us our diplomas)
May 1997
Way back when we didn't have a single wrinkle or laugh line and didn't appreciate it at all
Prom 1997

But, while we weren't dancing or matriculating we were usually doing this. . .                                
Way back when we stuffed our faces with Daylight Donuts daily. . again with zero appreciation

So, while I was so excited to get hang out with Kara and time travel back to 1997, I wondered, "Can I have a good time without sugar?"  Not only wondered, but worried.  Actual, real-life, WORRY.  Now, I'm no psychologist, but I'd say that's an unhealthy view of sugar.

Hi, I'm Elizabeth and I'm a sugaraholic.

Ladies, you know the drill of a good GNO. . there are only three ingredients, no mind to space or time.  You just need (1)your girls, (2)some cocktails, and  (3)food.  Lots and lots of food. . preferably with copious amounts of sugar.  Enough food to make you wake up in the morning and think to yourself, "what did I do?"  And my  answer is never "dance on a table" or "swing from a chandelier," . . . it's "ate an entire peanut butter pie. . and Bueno drive-thru on the way home."

So, could I have a fun GNO without the sugar?

So, I had my girl. . .
Not too different from our high school pics, right?  (the poor focus and poor lighting helps) 

And we did, much to the chagrin of Kara's mother, have some of the 2nd ingredient.  She saw the pic above on facebook and thought that we were probably having too much of it and questioned  if we knew where our children were.

And we did have food. . plenty of food, just no dessert.  And guess what?  When the waitress came around to offer us desserts, I didn't bitch slap her.   I didn't even cry, I didn't even really want it.  It helped that Kara is a sweet kick ass friend (sorry, kara-- I first wrote sweet and then just couldn't do it.  You are NOT sweet.  Definitely kick ass though-ha!)  passed on it too as a sign of solidarity.

The night went on, with chatter until the wee hours in the morning.  We had a wonderful time.   An awesome time and I didn't need a big hunk of chocolate cake to do it.

So. . in the words of the fantastic 70s rock (?) god, _________________. .  . . two outta three ain't bad.

If you can name the 70s icon. . . you are the lucky recipient of our 2nd giveaway.  I don't know what it is going to be yet, but rest-assured that it will be fructose free and fab.

Peace out,

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