Girl Talk

Sometimes a girl just needs to talk to another girl. About everything. About nothing. Complain. Brag. Empathize. Sympathize. Laugh. Cry. Sweat. (Ok, the sweating's not so much fun, but that's what happens when you sit in your car with the windows open at Sonic at 8:00 at night when it's still 100 degrees outside.)

But the rest was much needed and much appreciated.

Especially since today I sent my hubby back to his home-away-from-home. It's back to school time around here and he will be in Venus for another year. That's another year of single-momhood during the week. We will miss him. He will miss us. And we will be fine.

This made it the perfect night for girl talk over a Sonic Blast. Thanks, Suz!