Girls night..IN

For those of us who are in our twenties or in college or maybe even on our way out if high school the weekend is a time to celebrate, enjoys friends and/or family, try new things and meet and greet new people.  However so often is it that each moment of the weekend although filled with fun, goes fleeting by- often leaving you more tired on Sunday night than you were on Friday after work or class- and to top it all of... it's time to start the cycle over again!

Personally, as a enjoy my mid-twenties in the great city that is Atlanta I often find myself in this constant rotation. Matter of fact the seven days of the week often resemble a 7 disc changer...remember those?!  Our days are often routine based and monotonous until the weekend with the exception of a happy hour or church once a week, and for some perhaps a date night with that someone special. And yes each's routine varies a little as some attend Zumba on Mondays and call there best friend on Thursdays; while others enjoy happy hour on Mondays and church on Wednesday- but the overall outline is the same: work, eat, sleep, then relax & party on the weekend.

Welp- this past weekend me and my crew reverted backwards, we regressed a little and took a trip down memory lane; we had a slumber party! Yes a small group of ladies gathered in lounge-wear and enjoyed great conversation, drinks, and each other's company. Being a little older this party not only had drinks and wine glasses as party favors but also permitted the luxury of a mini vacation to a local hotel; having a drink in hand as a looked over the crisp white linens with a peak of the skyline in Buckhead as the the backdrop was calming and rejuvenating. But don't be fooled just like any other all girls sleepover this one came with tons of laughs, getting chastised by authorities, endless laughs, story telling, and memories to bring us all together.

So where is the struggle in that?! The struggle is in the idea that growing up means clubbin and lounging and hanging out at bars on one end of the spectrum and being a home body that watches movies solo with wine after a bath every Friday while catching up on reality tv for the greater portion of Saturday only to prepare for the work week by cooking and cleaning after church on Sunday. So no matter where you fall on this continuum- I challenge you to step out the box; find your innocence and relive a piece of your childhood.


No-one is saying it must be a sleep over- there is a wide array of other options.  From attending a kids movie to making a suicide drink at the local arcade or skating rink, waiting on the porch for the sound of the ice cream track- (yep summer will be here before you know it) to strolling through the park with a popsicle in hand.  Remember the good ole days, before life became complex or calculated. Bring past memories to the present.  And if you are truly up for the challenge- don't do the journey alone, everyone knows: the more the merrier!