The one thing keeping me afloat in this sea of funk is the occasional ladies night. Ladies night doesn’t involve much planning, just 3-dollar wine (Tisdale, what what) and copious amounts of cheese. This Friday was the Thanksgiving of Ladies Night. We had cheese, we had bread, we had artichoke spread, chocolate donuts, and an apple tart. We also had Trader Joes sweet potato tarts (from the frozen section). I was able to use my vintage 3-tiered plate thing. So, it was an eventful evening in my currently emo life.
It was the first time I’ve cried from laughing in awhile. I have some great women in my life.
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Tags: Cheese, Chocolate, emo shit, ladies night, Wine



Ooh, sweet potato tarts. Yum. I’ll have to look for those.
I love having ladies night type events. My friends and I have done knitting nights, and beer tastings, and other fun things.
I think everyone needs to laugh until they cry on a semi-regular basis. I’m glad you managed it at this event
ah, hello old friend! happy to know you are laughing and surrounded by awesome!