"My Night Out With the Girls" by: Sherry B.

You know, there is a reason that twenty-somethings go out and party, and married-with-children thirty somethings don't. The older I get, the more I realize that the good Lord's plans for us really do make sense....

I was picked up last night by my friend and two other mom's. One who works full time who's husband stays home, and the other who is also a sahm. They were very sweet and welcoming. We headed off to our destination, a local Mexican restaurant that was having a Cinco de Mayo party. It was rainy and cold, but they had Carona booths set up, a local radio station, and hundreds of men and women looking for a hook-up....

We went in and put in our name for a seat (45 minute wait, outside in the cold, damp weather), and huddled in our group, chatting. The designated driver and I did not drink, however the other two started margurita testing early. It was pretty obvious that we were the "Desperate Houswives" of the group....however, we were the ones that lived around the block from Wisteria lane....the ones who actually look like they have had children and don't get as much camera time. Still, we did receive a few appreciative glances our way....

After about a half an hour, we began the "I am so glad I'm married and don't have to deal with dating but if I did have to which one would I choose" game. Of course, being that the two were drinking, their choices were becoming louder and louder and the guys figured out our game....lol.

Eventually we were seated and ordered our food. The game continued on inside, however the way we were seated made it impossible for me to see the door. All I could see was the window and the booth behind us. My friend all of a sudden screeched, "There's that guy with the great butt!" While I didn't turn around, I got a pretty funny picture anyway....I'm sitting there, with a perfect view of three women, married with kids, staring like dreamy eyed teens at some guy. It was priceless. I told them, "Boy, you should see the view I have....you guys are crazy!" They all laughed and we went on with dinner.

Now, being that the place was so crowded, our waiter was running pillar to post trying to get everything done. And I will admit that when one of the women asked for more salsa, he did pretty much "throw" it to her....so, as we were waiting for our check I caught the eye of the manager and he came over. He asked how everything was and the two margurita girls pipe up...."Great but our waiter SUCKS!!!!" OMG....the other girl and I just put our heads on the table....lol. It was so freaking funny. The manager says, "Well, they all suck tonight because it's so crowded....but what can I do for you?" So the girls say...."You could at least get us a cute waiter!" OMG x2. I, at this point, tell the guy, "You have to realize that they are the drinkers, and we are the drivers!" LOL....he laughs and leaves the table. Not two minutes later this really cute, young waiter comes over with our bill and says, "Good evening ladies....and how are you?" ::flashing of sparkling white teeth:: I happen to turn around and there stands the manager, laughing his a$$ off....I tell ya, it was quite the scene.

Eventually we paid and left....on the drive home the conversation in the car was centered around our husbands, and how much we love them and would never trade them in, etc., etc....I have to say, it was a fun night, but not quite what I had expected. I guess I'm just not into the party scene anymore.

Coming in to my cozy home was such a relief....the dishes from the dinner I had made before I left weren't washed, however they were stacked neatly in the sink....dh had helped wee one with her homework and they were relaxing in front of the tv watching a movie together. She was not bathed or in her pj's like she should have been, her school bag wasn't packed and ready to go, and the dog was whining to go out....and I was thrilled to be in the middle of it all! Hubby asked how everything went and I told him it was fun but that I missed him and was glad to be home. I believe I saw a glimpse of a satisfied smile on his face....but that's okay. On the counter was a bag of peanut m&m's that he had bought me while I was out. Now that's the kind of man I would choose!