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?