I had a blast and a half this weekend. Chelle, Cricket, Me, Karen and Bridgy went to Bear Lake (An hour north of Logan) for a weekend of “Girl Time”at a fabulous condo.
The weekend started out being normal enough. We brought lots of snacks, games and movies and we were each in charge of a meal. There was only one rule: After changing out of the clothes we traveled in, you could only wear lounge wear or pajamas the whole weekend. It ROCKED.
I had the first meal and I started cooking as soon as we hit the door. I prepared a pasta with basil linguini and smothered in pancetta, spinach, cream and parmesean cheese. MMM…Chelle prepared her awesome marinated steak and chiken frajitas ahead of time so I had company cooking. I bailed out of watching “Little Miss Sunshine” and went to bed at 11:00 because I am a wuss. They all stayed up talking until 3 am.
The next day was spent pretty much the same way: Eating, talking, playing, reading, movies-repeat.
At one point in the evening we reminsed about the fabulous hair, makeup and clothing we all had in the 80′s. I think you all know me well enough by now to understand that I had no choice but to recreate “The Claw”. I even had blue eyeshadow and a burgandy scrunchie for Pete’s sake! Not bad for having no perm,curling iron, or Aussie Scrunch Spray, huh?!I felt like I should have been on “Saved by the Bell”.
Cricket, the lovely, brought each of us a basket of goodies suited to our personality. Bridgy’s had Star Wars tattoos, and beer, mine had socks, English candies, the soundtrack to “Harold and Maude” and shortbread (YUM)Chelly’s was in the fantabulous green lunch box above. Isn’t it darling? Last, but not least, Karen’s basket had a plethora of Ninja Gear.
Karen is the ultimate Ninja Freak. Now she is armed. I’m scared. Hold me. Karen got really “INTO THE SPIRIT”this weekend.
I managed to stay up later on day two, although by the next morning, I was regretting my hair nostalgia because I woke up with hairspray mouth. Bleck.
Thankfully I was able to wash the Claw out of my hair and return somewhat to normal before we wrapped up the weekend and checked out of the condo.
The ladies at the check-out desk were kind enough to take a group photo. I apologize for this photo because you can totally see my bra. I swear you can’t if you are just looking at me and if it had been this obvious I would think that my friends would have said something to me like, “Are we channeling Madonna and Brittany Spears today?” or something of the sort. Of course, they could all be jealous hags that are in a conspiracy to humilate me. Oh, WAIT. Bridgy already DID that!
It was fun, ladies. Can’t wait until next year!