Sometimes life is good and sometimes it is just darn awesome. Saturday was darn awesome.
After almost a year we got to it together and had a girls night out. We are old soccer wives, who try (yes, I said try) to meet every once in a while (read year) and drink wine, eat and drink some more wine.
One of my co-hostesses had the great idea to make this one to an picnic. And do you know what. She picked the best day all spring. So off to the beach and bring on the wine.
The bike ride home made me impolitely fresh the next morning. I took a shortcut through a small wood. In my youth I would never have had the courage to walk right through it in the freight to get attacked. After this time, I now know that my biggest threat is not a potential rapist. Nope, my biggest threat would be myself. Woods at night are dark, real dark, and drinking wine does not give one ultra-power-xray vision. Sure dosen't…










