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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Girl's Night Out

I’m a bit of a home-body. I don’t have lots of girlfriends living nearby. So, a girl’s night out has long been one of those distant dreams. Until last weekend.

It happened on the spur of the moment, I ran into a friend who had no plans for the evening. She’s one of those gorgeous girls, from the inside out, who can make me laugh and gets my passions. She’s a young college student, busy and always on the go. I rarely get to spend time with her, so we decided to make an evening of it.

We started with a beauty date at the mall. I love a good wash and trim – it’s like massage therapy with your clothes on! We gave each other style tips and complimented each other profusely, just like gal pals should. We left the salon feeling sassy and beautiful.

Next we went across the street to Barnes & Noble for coffee and cheesecake in the Starbucks. As we chatted over one plate with two forks I asked her two questions:

“If you could read only one more book before you died – what book would it be?”

“If you were stranded on a deserted island, and only had one book (in addition to your Bible) what book would you want it to be?”

You know, we found these two questions terribly hard to answer! We did decide that the one book we should read before we died would have to be a classic. But in considering the only book we would choose to own if we were stranded on that island we agreed that our minds just couldn’t grasp the thought of such severe limitations in light of the mind-boggling world of literature we both love.

We finished our cheesecake, and headed over to browse the shelves, searching for that one must-read book. We discussed our favorites, and the lives of the characters hidden in the pages – and had a thoroughly wonderful time. Our search for a specific edition of her favorite book led us from Barnes & Noble to Borders, where we arrived just in time for the “We’re closing the store in fifteen minutes” announcement. Her search for this one book wasn’t rewarded there, but we did purchase a book each before we left. I chose one of Gregory McGuire’s titles, “Confessions of an Ugly Step-Sister”, and she chose “The Complete Stories and Poems of Edgar Allen Poe.” It was like Christmas – leafing through the pristine pages and smelling the paper. Words and phrases danced before our eyes like sugarplum fairies!

I had about thirty minutes before I needed to pick my husband up from work, so we made our way to his workplace and parked under a bright streetlight in the parking lot. We rolled down the windows and enjoyed the cool night air as she slipped off her shoes, stuck her bare feet out the window, and read aloud to me from Poe. First, it was “The Tell-tale Heart”, followed by “The Thousand-and-Second Tale of Scheherazade.”

She confided in me that she had hoped to spend the evening with some of her college buddies, as this was the last night of her break between her spring and summer semesters. But she was so glad we’d connected with each other instead. Shortly after, my husband joined us in the car, and we headed back to my house. She hugged me quickly and said, “Thanks Mom, I had fun!” before she disappeared into her bedroom with the cell phone in her hand.

It was the best girls’ night out I’ve spent in ages!


Kathleen aka Coffee Mom said...

What a wonderful night out! Sometimes I take my daughter (she's five) out to Starbucks for hot chocolate. She loves the special time with mom and she also loves going shopping after. It's a great thing for a little girl to feel grown up. I hope when she's college age she still wants to go with me.

Lawanda said...

AWWWW!!! HOW AWESOME!! I am glad you guys had a girls night out! :)

susan said...

Perfect, just perfect...

Deena said...

I think I'm a tad bit jealous...but just a tad! How cool for you, sweet thing! I hope my daughter (who's 17) wants to hang with me when she's in college...I loved hanging out with my mom.

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