In my senior year of college, Thursday was THE night to go out. We would head downtown for a night of drinking and smoking at the Red Room. And we always ended up at 99 bottles - a bar that served that many varieties of beer. Once you tried all 99 varieties, you would get your name on the wall. There were 7 of us that share that little plaque. Some would wander off the the once gay bar (but had become a popular spot for the hetero's too) for a night of 80s dancing. But that wasn't my favorite place to be. I love 80s music - but after four songs of 80s style dancing, I'd be over it. My favorite was to be sitting around some dingy table with my friends, telling stories, laughing, and drinking.
I felt like I had a glimmer of that past last night hanging out with Xiaolin Mama, Not Just a Working Mom, and Go-Go Mommy. We ate (a lot), we drank (even more), and we bonded in ways that only mommy bloggers can - by shamelessly talking about our kids AND our blogs. And while I no longer smoke (I gave that up years before Darius was born), it had all the same elements of those crazy Thursday night outs. We even had a flaming ball of cheese.
Only this time instead of getting to sleep in until my noon-time class, I had a human alarm clock poke me in the eye at 6:58am.
