Girls night out are so hard to come by these days. I work so much that when Friday night rolls around, I just want to stay in, read a book and sleep. Yes, my life is extremely enticing. So as predicted, when the girls in my life (from my husband’s side) suggested we head out to dinner this past Friday night, I was less than thrilled. All I wanted to do was, well…sleep. I know what you’re thinking, I’m a party pooper. Guilty.
My husband, however, told me I needed a break and convinced me to go. After a few eye rolls, I reluctantly agree to go just because I always feel bad when I don’t go. To my surprise–you know where this is going–I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Right after work, I headed out to meet the girls at a local sushi restaurant called Cocoro. This little gem is located on Pacific Avenue, south of UOP. As with most girls, we run late. So I, along with my husband’s sister, waited patiently for the rest of the group to arrive. The time quickly flew by because we easily conversated about random tidbits. I’m a one-on-one kind of person, so I wasn’t bothered by the lack of company.
Half an hour had passed when the rest of the crew arrived. By that time, the place was buzzin’ and the sun was setting. It was the perfect Friday night atmosphere. The sushi was decent and the drinks were quite fruity.The only plan of the night was to have dinner, but being the spontaneous girls that we are, we wanted to take full advantage of this girls night. How often do we take time off from work and just hang out with the girls? Hardly ever. The ideas we drew up were rather explicit. You know how men talk? Well, so do women. After a long, thorough discussion, we decided to stop by a local bar for drinks. Mind you, my girls and I do not regularly hang out at bars. So we were a bit hesitant about even entering the bar itself, but we braved ourselves and entered anyway.
If I’m being completely honest, our crew was quite an awkward one. Considering two out of the five of us are in their forties, meanwhile, the rest of us are in our twenties. Nonetheless, we had a ball. These two girls (above) made my night. We discovered that some of us could read really well and pretty much dance like Beyonce or even twerk like Miley. Though most of our skilled dancing was done in front of the mirrors in the ladies room. We were too shy to dance with the crowd. But if we weren’t, I wouldn’t doubt we’d out-dance everyone. ;P
But all great things must come to an end. We left the bar two hours later and had a sleep over. The laughs continued until we all knocked out. I must say, with age comes the inability to “hang” for long hours.
Overall, girls night out was a success. We had a bunch of fun and got very little sleep, but it was worth the laughs and mindless conversations. The memories from this night still brings a smile to my face. As I always say, in the chaos that we are constantly surrounded by, it’s these little moments that bring such happiness to our trivial lives. And happy is all I ask to be. After all, aren’t happy girls the prettiest?
P.S. If you’ve not had a girl’s night out as of late, please call up your girls! Be silly, be spontaneous, but most of all, be happy. When I see a group of girls simply enjoying each other’s company, it really does make me happy.