What happens in Vegas….

and so on and so forth.

I just have to say, I think that spending a night out with close girlfriends is just about the most heart-healthy thing a woman can indulge in, no matter how much spinach dip, Diet Coke, and candy is consumed.

Being in the presence of people that you can be completely and entirely yourself with is so liberating.  Being with people who know the best and the worst and love you in spite of it is freeing.  Being able to sit in a restaurant booth or movie theatre with people to whom you’d entrust everything from your favorite sweater to your child is a rare gift.

I have that gift.

Their names are Sara and Jessi.

We talked about everything under the sun, solved all of and none of the worlds problems, sighed over Baby Gap clothes, shared popcorn and Resse’s Pieces, and laughed until we (okay, just Sara) almost peed our pants.

I LOVE these girls.  I miss them like crazy when I’m in Tennessee and they are in Ohio.  I am SO bummed that our little ones aren’t growing up together.  But above all, I’m so blessed that I have friendships that supersede distance and time.

Girls, you are my wolf pack. ;)