Lush

Girls Night Out...It was a good night, but should've happened on a Friday so I could sleep off my wine hangover rather than drag myself into work. You know how I know it was a good night? Lots of talking. Lots of wine. Lots of laughing. Plus, I missed my train stop on the way home. And not because I passed out thank you. My tunes were cranked to drown out the annoying twenty-something yapping on her phone in my ear. At 12:45, no trains are coming back the other way. Well, nothing like an evening stroll to wake you up. There should always be a funny story to tell after a night with the girls. Here's to Girls Night Out!