January 25, 2011
Last Sunday I had the good fortune to sneak away for a ladies brunch. We were celebrating a friend of mine's birthday. AND it was wonderful! A few unencumbered hours of girl talk, great food, and lots of vino! Now for those of you who are single this does not seem like a big deal, in fact you may do this every week. For those of you in a new relationship there's no way you'd sneak out of a warm bed on a freezing January morning if someone isn't paying you to. Those in longer relationships or married a few years may be back to your former brunch status, but the hubby/or boyfriend will probably be tagging along (and in truth you want him there!) And for those of you who have young children the art of brunch, and I mean a good two-three hours at least, is a very rare occasion.
However, after having reacquainted myself with this lost art I wondered why I don't insist upon this luxury every week. Well, perhaps it wouldn't be as special if it happened every week. Maybe the conversation wouldn't have been as lively if we'd seen each other frequently. It was a wonderful mix of ladies. Three of us were moms, one pregnant, two single girls, a few actresses, a P.H.D., personal trainer, some old friends and some I'd met for the first time. I was grateful to my friend Shannon for bringing us all together on that frigid Sunday morning.
So why were these three hours so special? Why did it feel like I was getting a glimpse of my former self. I see my mommy friends at least once a week if not more. The difference, of course, is we always have our children in tow. It was lovely to be free to speak our minds, laugh, and hear about the single girls' issues. Something we haven't dealt with in a while. The dating, the men, the boys, the craziness of being single in NYC. Not that I want that life again, I just like hearing about it once in a while rather than stressing about why I haven't signed my son up for pre-school already. If I don't act fast all the good ones will be full by September. Enough. It was great to hear about my mommy friends outside lives. The projects they are doing, the books they've been reading. Not once did we talk about toddler beds, or potty training. We actually are interesting people too! Did you know the French Horn has a thumb key? I did not until Sunday.
I'd love to say we vowed to do it again next Sunday, but that would be too soon. Like going to Vegas two weekends in a row. What I did learn is that it's important to take time to remember and enjoy yourself outside of being a mom, or wife, or (enter your job description here) it's good to just laugh, and listen, and let the girl in you shine through! Alas, we did decide that we should start a book club...Is that an excuse to get together and chat? Yes. Will we discuss the book? I believe so. Will there be wine? Absolutely!
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I Don't Know Jack
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