feedback on the girls night

ja- whatever. i went strong till all of 22h00 and was asleep in bed by 23h15- sober.
the girls continued without me, but holding my eyes open with toothpicks was ruining my outfit.

i keep forgetting that i am not that girl from a year and 3 months ago. i can put myself in the same bar, eat the same things and drink decent rum, but its not going to change the fact that i am a mommy and a wifey now and that my priorities have changed.
i still have a potty mouth and i still talk about sex and i still get to make my friends laugh, but i have to try a lot harder now because all i want to really do is talk about ben. sad hey?
also, because i am not in the loop anymore (facebook isnt much help these days) i am still talking about so and so who broke up LAST year and DID YOU SEE WHAT WHATS-HER-FACE WAS WEARING????eish. and its all totally outdated and BORING.

BUT i LOVE my friends, i love what they mean to me- i just have to redefine our friendships because they play different roles in my life now. how the BEEP do i do that though? none of them have kiddie winks and i see them less and less and i am scared that soon, too soon, i might not see them at all. at least the prospect of my big fat wedding is keeping them around!!! haha.

i am going to introduce my friends to my blog real soon. i just have to find appropriate pics of them.......(havent changed completely!!!!!!)

weekend here i come

phuza thursday

i should be in bed. sleeping. while i can.

instead my mind is racing, my palms are sweaty and my heart is pumping vast amounts of blood through my veins. i think i might even have an asthma attack soon.

it feels like years since i last had this feeling.

I AM GOING OUT ON A GIRLS NIGHT.

the mere mortal could never begin to understand how i feel right now. only a mother can.

a night out, a phuza thursday night out nogal.

jislaaik. ek kry sommer lekker as ek daaroor dink. imagine net- cuba libres, chilli poppers, hysterical banter amongst hysterical girls getting more worked up by the rum fuelled second.

we'll skinner, we'll talk about sex, we'll dance on tables, we'll throw name.....it sounds like bliss.

ah, and we'll wear high heels, wash and brush our hair, maybe throw on some mascara.

i have already placed the order for some myprodols....

our last girls night looked something like this........

and then this was just before then.....

clearly it might not get this raucous, i am a mother now afterall..........but none the less, come thursday, i am donning my heels, a LBD and some matching underwear (that might be pushing it, but you get my drift)