My big Night-out: The Update

Maybe you remember, I had a girls night out last weekend. I gots to say, it was fun.
There was food involved and beer and a man with a guitar. Three things that I really like.
The best part of the night was when the very white, very Dave Matthews and 80's rock ballad, channeling guitar player asked for requests and my friend who had clearly had a few more cocktails than myself belted out, "Fast Car."
He just stared at our table and then asked what part of him made her think of Tracey Chapman. He made an attempt at the requested song. It was funny. He drew the line at a request for Beyonce.
The group that I was out with is such a good group of friends. They are the friends that you can go a month without talking to and then pick up as if you haven't missed a day.
We have seen each other through the general horrors of middle school and high school, the divorce of parents, the ups and downs of college, addictions, the illness and then death of a parent, a middle of college this is so not the right time pregnancy,'almost marriages, marriages, affairs, divorces, second-marriages, new jobs, lost jobs, 18 child-births, too many miscarriages, and everything in between.
These are the women who I may not see everyday, but I will still be hanging with when I am 60.
I have been blessed. With a girls night out and the girls to enjoy it with.