Word of the Day: Girls Nite Out

How many girls nights out is a mother allowed?  How many times can a  gal duck out of  helping with the homework and dash away leaving  twenty dollars  a flurry of take-out menus in her wake?  Tonight it’s a chick flick that I want to see but that Harris would never see in a theater, rent on Pay-Per-View or spend any portion of his life watching.

Tomorrow night, I am having dinner with two friends from high school.  We only see each other once or twice a year and have planned this night for several weeks. Thursday night I have a meeting and a single friend invited me for dinner on Friday.  I mean, it’s  not like I am going to see the Chippendales.

But still,  I feel a little guilty not being home for three nights this week.  I kind of wish that my husband would have a poker night or a bowling league so it would balance out. Then again, if he did, who would help with homework and order the pizza?



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5 responses to “Word of the Day: Girls Nite Out

  1. It is good for Girls to go out from time to times and catch some fun there is nothing bad in that.

  2. Whoa! Nice bunz 🙂

    I think you should be entitled to go out and have some fun. As long as Hubby isn’t complaining…why not?

  3. Isn’t it funny how we can feel guilty about doing something nice for ourselves if it doesn’t involve our partner or kids? I think it is great that can get out and have girl time!

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