Thursday, July 12, 2007




Last night I had a slumber party.

With 7 girls

Pretty girls, who wore booty shorts, and drank daiquiris all night.

It was so much fun, like when you were in school, only now the topics of conversation were their current hubbies and boyfriends, (for me Trevor the body pillow) and work.

One of topics of conversation was around anniversaries. I realized that I have never had a real anniversary, you the kind where your ‘would be’ actually remembers and gives you a little token of affection. I should check my out Bay bill for when I bought Trevor, maybe Ill buy him a silk pillow case for our one year…….

9 comments:

blog Portland said...

What, no play-by-play of the wrestling matches or chocolate syrup-filled squirt gun fights?

Miz JJ said...

Trevor is so lucky to have you.

Christie said...

You have broken the rule of never discussing what really happens at girl slumber parties in the presence of men. You know you gave every man that reads this blog a stiffy, right?

Lene said...

i want a "trevor" of my own... but i will call him barrington or blacka or something.

kimba said...

cp - FACT.. I have a man in my life that is almost perfect. almost. gorgeous, wealthy, entertaining, HOT body, athletic, owns property - like a HUGE property in New Zealand but prefers to live in Melbourne for the time being.. holidays O/S regularly, desperately single and wanting a woman to have babies with, brilliantly clever and lectures at University when not inventing some life saving medical device.. and his name is Trevor.

Not a single word of a lie.

We are going out for dinner tonight.

Do you want his number?

Fiyah said...

@cranky: What? No pictures?

LOL@christie!

Jumbie said...

I'm siding with Fiyah on this one.

Colonise This! said...

LMAO!!!

Abeni said...

Takes me back to the slumber ones we had as teens.Slumber is a weird word considering we don't sleep eh