Friday, 17 June 2011

The DH

I have a group of friends who we call the "desperate housewives" . There is about 12 of us and we live in a four block radius. We are like the 50's housewives without the cigarettes and vodka. Replaced by Starbucks and wine. Usually, around 4:00 someone has offered up their house for wine. If you offer, you can't have Friday night plans. I can honestly tell you that this is a different group of women. Some of the girls are closer than others, some are members of the golf course, some go on vacations together & two have been friends for 20 years. Our kids all range in age from 25-2, and our age ranges from 35 to 54. They greatest thing about this group is no one ever feels like they are left out . A secret is a secret whether you tell one or all 12. The husbands hate the "DH" . If you are hosting a Friday night, you know it might be midnight when the girls leave with their kids. If you are waiting on the other end, phones usually are not answered only because the laughter is usually louder than the ring. We love to have parties and planned a few tonight, we have a 25 yr wedding anniversary (bridal party), Vegas (the hangover DH style) and our November birthdays (Divas). Honestly, I am not sure whether we like the parties or just the dressing up. My daughters always shake their heads when they hear stories about the DH. Isn't that the greatest when your children are embarrassed? When I think about this group, I always get a smile. I know the conversation will be wild and the laughs will be endless. It is power to the sisterhood.

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