While I waited for my friend Natalie to arrive from Baltimore yesterday I had a Friday afternoon snack. Sprinkles made it fun!
We started off with the lettuce wraps for our appetizer.
It was actually really cute and well written for a chick flick. Chelsea Handler is basically my favorite person on Earth.
And let’s get real, you can’t have a girls’ night without:
Make that the largest, prettiest bottle of Riesling you’ve ever seen.
I’ve got a soft spot in my heart for Ben and Jerry’s ice cream/froyo because my very first job in high school was being an ice cream scooper at Ben and Jerry’s. We got to take a pint home a day and I would always do half brownie batter and half chocolate chip cookie dough. It’s my absolute favorite.
After a fabulous girls’ night, I felt rejuvenated and refreshed. Until I went out in public.
Everybody and their brother decided to go to the grocery store on a rainy Saturday afternoon, including every person in the Metropolitan DC area over 85.
This sweet old lady who was approximately 103 shuffled down the after-you-check-out aisle with her cart and adult son in tow. She was super cute until it took about (no joke) 7 minutes to make her way out the door.
I guess I looked slightly peeved, because another man behind me smirked at me knowingly and threatened, “You’re gonna be like dat some day.”
1. Do I really look like I’m going to drop kick this old lady? Maybe I need to work on my facial expressions.
2. I’m probably a waaaay nicer person than you, buddy.
3. My favorite way to spend a Saturday afternoon isn’t actually thinking about turning into an old lady.
4. I may look nice (or apparently, I don’t) but you don’t want to mess with me.
Instead, I smiled politely at the
toolbag concerned man and shuffled a few feet in front of him. When we got outside of the exit door, I leaned over the old lady’s cart and helped her son take out her bags of groceries.
The old lady happily stuttered at me, “Oh, thank you sweetie.”
I looked over my shoulder as I walked to my car and smiled at the mean dude.
“Have a great day!” I shouted.
I’m going to go take out my aggression on the treadmill. Have a good rest of the weekend!
What is your must-have item for a girls’ night?
Do you ever have tiffs with strangers?