Many of you know about our every-second-Monday girls’ nights, which have been referred to, variously, as “a cultural force”, “completely out of hand”, and “where did you say you were going to be again? I’ve got a camera…” (the latter doesn’t work, boys. Stop asking.) No, I’m still not going to publicly post the pictures, and no, boys are still not allowed.
Anyway, we have at various points drunkenly discussed the idea of having t-shirts or hats or maybe just a hat (that we can pass around for story time, bien sur) or perhaps satin jackets (we were really drunk that night) made for all of us, but this never seems to properly capture the spirit of our adventures (just to give you an idea, we decided back in December that it would probably be a good idea to take up a collection for bail money, just in case). Today, Brenda found just the thing: the Florence doll.
We might have to dip into the bail kitty for this one, kids.