Girl's Night Out

It's 8:30 am and I just finished off the last of the carrot cake. I'm in trouble. I told my kid's they could have it for their after school snack. I couldn't resist. It was the best carrot cake.

Last night I had Girl's Night Out at my house. The EXCUSE this time-one of my good friends is moving. When we have a Girls Night Out we usually go to a restaurant but I don't think that's as much fun as having it at someones house. Sometimes in a restaurant it's too loud and you end up only hearing half or a quarter of the conversation depending on where you sit. And if there are a lot of us that could be at the very end of the table, exiled. If my girlfriends are getting together I want to hear all the talk, not just a portion of it. In a restaurant, you order your food, eat it, the checks come and the spell is broken and everyone goes home. But at someones house, if your fortunate to get your kids in bed and they stay in bed, the night is yours. Ours lasted until midnight. We talked, we laughed, we relaxed and we ate.

That's the other good part of the Girls Night Out-the food! I don't think any restaurant can match the tasty food that blanketed my counter last night. You never know what's coming but you know it's going to be good. We had mint chocolate brownies, best-ever carrot cake, cookies, salsa and guacamole, chicken mango salad, spinach salad, chicken roll-ups, spinach artichoke dip. Are you drooling yet? It's the kind of food you never make for yourself. My kids saw the food and Ryan complained, "Why do you guys always get the good stuff?" He's right. My family never gets the good stuff. They are so deprived! With their tongues hanging out I banished them to their rooms, promising I'd save them some of the "good stuff".

Now I'm in trouble because that "good stuff" is gone. I need to come up with something quick. They'll be home in a few hours and I guarantee that that carrot cake has been on their mind all day. It was on mine and that only lasted 15 minutes.