It's ladies night and the feeling's right
Friend Connie called me last night. She knew all I needed to hear were the when, where and time.
"Hey, Girls' night tomorrow night. At the Hardware Bar. 10:30ish. Wear your best hoochie top."
"You've got it sister. Over and out...or at least hanging out."
"See you tomorrow night then. I don't know about you but I need to shake my groove thing hard core."
"Oh sister, you have no idea."
So now I'm just waiting for the curling iron to heat up so I can finish the process. We are having a going away dinner for one of the women I work with (she's retiring after 33 years in the biz) but then it's all about hanging out with the girls.
And showing enough cleavage to get free drinks.