Here's the thing... last night I met up some girlfriends for dinner. I think I laughed from the minute I got there to cleaning off the snow on my car when I was heading home.
Oh my lord did we have a good time. I was with Ms. Networking... and to protect the other people I was with we are going to call them Ms. Intruder, Ms. Chilean and Mrs. Criss Cross Applesauce. I will explain the names....
Well, you all know that this girl is my sis-in-crime. She was technically the hubs best friend... but I like to think that I stole her from hubs when I came in the picture. But shh.... we don't want hubs to figure that out. She made me almost pee my pants last night by telling us the story of how she got a black eye. She says it was a door.... I told her I would join her to a meeting for support. BUT, she actually did get hit by a door... like 100% truth. But this is the thing, she posts this on FB about her black eye, so naturally we all ask what happened and she says "got hit by a door"... UMMMM.... that's one of the excuses that is used the most in certain instances... so yeah, we were like what? Then we found out it was true. Cue making fun of her all night long. So, needless to say she is now avoiding doors at all costs but apparently they have a thing for her.
Oh man guys... she legit made me laugh every second with her awesome stories. This girl started off the night telling us about the house she put an offer on that was right around the corner from where we were having dinner. She legit has gone back to the house, WITHOUT her realtor... and "broke" into the empty house... WITH A TAP LIGHT!!! LMAO.... Just picture it. Her inside an empty house walking around with a tap light figuring out how to decorate while showing the house to her friend. So, that's how she got her name. Oh, then she told us a story about how she SLAMMED right into a glass... in a hotel lobby... where tons of people saw her. But what was even funnier when she said "I hit so hard that I thought something hit me."
This is the Russian girl... who happens to be dating a cute Chilean guy. Her story is that she was at dinner with her boyfriend and his family. Let's just say that she blurted out a comment before thinking how it was going to be received..... and everyone was thinking of the two of them.. in a risque action. HA! And her little snippets all night... priceless.
Mrs. Criss Cross Applesauce
We are all chatting and looking at a video where Ms. Intruder is being filmed doing magic tricks (yeah... magic, while drinking. It was hilarious) who happens to be sitting indian style. Well, Mrs. Criss Cross Applesauce mentioned that the "kids" don't call it indian style anymore becuase it's racist and inappropriate blah blah blah... but the new slang is criss cross applesauce. That's what they call it. She had to text her sister who is at school where she is learning all the new slang. She has taught me some new sayings while I stared at her in disbelief that this officially meant that I am old because I had no idea!
It was such a great night and they invited me to join them next time. So I totally felt super duper special. :)
My friends are awesome.