Only 8 More Sleeps!

Obviously that's not 8 more sleeps til Christmas . . . on the contrary, I am counting down the days until I get to reconnect with Bible school girlfriends from 18 years ago. There is a group of us (4 who consistently attend, 2 or 3 more that attend when possible), who, at least twice a year, usually at Christmas and during the summer, get together and eat, talk and drink (no, we're not drinking alcohol . . . Diet Coke is my preference, thank-you-very-much!).

This year we plan to meet on December 20th. First we are going to hit the cheap movie theatre and watch Mamma Mia . . . provided it's still showing then (I hope so! I hope so!). Following that we will be partaking of the finest dining experience at my favorite (casual) restaurant in the world . . . Fuddruckers (where they make the World's Greatest Hamburger). We love the place because we get non-stop pop. And believe me, when us girls get together, we drink a lot of pop. And do a lot of yakking. Sometimes we're at Fuddruckers for 4 or more hours after we've finished eating, catching up on our lives, getting feedback and opinions on personal struggles, and basically just hanging out and having a grand old time.

I'm so excited about this . . .

I can hardly contain myself!