My long-awaited afternoon with the girls finally arrived! We did, indeed, go see "The Devil Wears Prada". Very funny - especially if you are a) female, and b) have had a boss like that. And wonder of wonders, we were all "a" and all but one of us were "b". We enjoyed it immensely! Since this day was in my exhausted-moving-mother-employee honor, we all wore leis and I got a green plastic tiara with matching earrings. My earlobes were too fat for the earrings, but I put on the tiara. It felt like it was going to ping off my head backwards, so I turned it upside down and wore the tiara part down over my forehead. A "Warrior Princess" sort of look. I wore it all through the movie and as we left the theatre, I took it off. Gasps of surprise/horror from the two gals walking out the same door as I was - my forehead had turned green!
We went for Mexican food and margaritas after the film and everyone beat me there (I was parked in Never-never land so it took me a while to get to it). I walked in with my green forehead, visited my table to collect my gasps and giggles before heading for the bathroom to wash it off. Having come from a Meryl Streep movie, I had Meryl on the brain when I finally got a glimpse of myself in the mirror - think "Death Becomes Her" and the peeling spray paint she was wearing at Bruce Willis' funeral. That was me. Most of it came off (there's still a faint green line in my topmost forehead furrow). I figure a shower and a washcloth should take care of the rest (or makeup...).
And now for the best part... sitting around the table talking. Guys don't really understand the importance of girlfriends. I don't think women do either... until their lives are so caught up in the male of the species that they begin to forget who they are without men. Until they are forced to escape to a movie or out to dinner with a friend, women don't really miss it. But the process of letting your hair down in the presence of other women, spilling your guts over the frustration of children or keeping homes (or moving them), of towels on the floor or the quirks of our men is oddly one of the most relaxing things a woman can do. And once that's out of the way, it's on to work, people we know in common, and ideas. Even when we talk about nothing of substance, I somehow come away from these gatherings more relaxed and feeling like my life is more satisfying and my mind is expanding. The number of people and the individuals who show up varies. Today it was me, Kim (married with a 9 year old son), Jennifer (younger mom, married with a 9 month old son), Suzanne (not married but becoming a very good friend-and she loves my kid), and Suzanne's mom (retired teacher, still married to Suzanne's Dad), With the exception of Suzanne's mom, we all work together and work together well, though we don't necessarily socialize in the usual sort of way. But the Movies and Margaritas Club brings us together in the way that girlfriends need to connect. And that's VERY special.