no no moving people kind

Clearly, i needed a night out.

Friday night, the fun began with a indepth discussion of our poop and poop habits. This I totally can't be blamed for (cause yes it usually me talking about Liam's poops), it was Big Knees. See Big Knees apt is smallish and has no doors and she is newly moved in with her boytoy - so no poop happens there. This created a 20 minute (i'm not exaggerating) discussion of poop habits, times of day, various satisfactory and not so satisfactory poops between 4 grown women (not about their children).

Clearly, we were already in a dirty place.

After munching on various organic veggies and drinking a lovely bottle of red wine, we moved the party downstairs to 'the LOUNGE' - i call it this because once you become sedentary in this place you can do nothing but LOUNGE. And there we lay. Laughing. Little C is always at the far end hundled under a blankie (covered in cat hair i found out "what is this in my mouth?"), TC is front an centre always thinking "yeah this is almost there but not quite", then me, then Big Knees hundled by the food. There we remained.

----- several hours passed (the events of which included some frighteningly hilarious explorations and stories, tears of joy and a screensaver)...

(I just have to make mention of that goat -- the fainting one - that became startled while in Rome....despite the tears and laughter we still like said goat.)

Clearly -- we need more girls nights like this.

**names have been changed in order to not incrimate those who are incriminate-able**