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.