chichiguita's Journal

I am on a little adventure to visit some girly-friends.  One of my friends moved from Hattiesburg to KY in August for a better job.  I have REALLY missed her.  She lives with another friend (also from Hattiesburg).  So the two of them along with one other friend who drove up from Hattiesburg and I (drove down from Northern Indiana) are all having a little slumber party girly weekend!!!  I am really enjoying them--and trying to stay out of trouble.  (tee=hee)

Last night we played in town and stayed up way too late.  This morning we did the Race for the Cure (on three hours of sleep)and celebrated with a picnic in the park.  We came back and took a yummy three hour nap--and now the house is a bit of a flutter with four women showering and doing hair before another mad-cap adventure. 

Tomorrow, I will drive back home in time for my son's talent show and haystack supper at church--it will be my first time in the building after--so much pain. 

I'm going to need another weekend to recover from my weekend! 

I am so grateful for these crazy friends because they (and their zany adventures) helped keep me sane during the untimely death of my dream.  I have done many things with them that I would never have dreamed of doing.  It is just a crazy-beautiful group of women who make me laugh till I cry and let me cry till I laugh.  I love them. 

Yesterday, we went to a pub--it was a different kind of place than we usually go to.  We usually do some adventure.  My first adventure with them was Mardi Gras in NO last year.  WOW--I will never forget that.  I had never been and went with a mixture of curiousity and terror.  I found that I really LOVED it.  There are so many layers to that city.  So many layers to life. 

We went to the Sweet Potato Queens Parade in Jackson.  We went to birthday parties on the coast and sang Jimmy Buffett songs.  We karaoked (okay--they karaoked--I watched...and danced).  We had "girls night" on a regular basis.  We "kidnapped each other" and forced them to go out just cuz they needed a good time.  We had girly-pool parties and did tricks off the diving board.  We hiked the Wild Azaelia (sp) Trail in LA.  We put a van (full of women) in a ditch--then "Manda" insisted "it was aight" and picked up the bumper, through it in the back and we carried on to our planned adventure.  We had a "knock ya nekkid Margarita" at "Fat Mamma's" in Nachez.  (teehee).  We went bowling.   We did crazy trips to the Coast to "git our hairs did" and eat bbq at the shed (YUM--just YUM!!).  We had a surprise Crawfish Boil party for "Fuzz and JMB"--Oh my word was that fun--and messy!

With these girls--I have found a bright spot in a dark place.  There are so many ways that they have taught me how to LIVE in the midst of my grief.  They are my little "Southern Angels" and I am so grateful for them...con mi corazone.