Skeeters!

Today was a great day! I spent half the day at a restaurant called Skeeters in Kingwood with 3 of my oldest friends in the world. We try to get together at least once a month either at someone's house or at a loud restaurant, since we all have kids, and we just have the best time talking over each other and not letting anyone finish a thought, much less a sentence. It is the ultimate hen fest.

We got to Skeeters between 1:00 and 1:30; I'm not sure exactly what time it was when we got in and I got the girls settled. We didn't not leave until 5:26 p.m. Tracy's husband called and upon finding out we had been there for lunch for FOUR HOURS told her a that four hours of talking would give him the biggest headache. And that would be why the husbands are not invited! I say that with complete respect for all of our husbands. They are GUYS and could not care less about any of the junk we talked about. They do not care about our organizational woes; the difference between Dr. Smith's and Boudreaux's Butt Paste; who is having extended family issues and who isn't; how many times the newest mom's nursing baby is pooping per day; and Lord knows they do not care about Jon and Kate. No offense to Jon and Kate or their fans...but just because they are on t.v. does not make their problems our problems. The husbands might be pleased to know we did delve into politics: the newest anti-smoking legislation and gun control were both brought up and discussed until my friend Tracy cut me off! Ha!

I remember somewhere hearing a pastor say something like, "Ladies, your husband wants to be your friend, but he does not want to be your girlfriend." I believe that is so true. God knew what he was doing when he made men different from women. My husband is my friend, in fact he is my best friend. He is a very good listener and I LOVE getting to have alone time with him when we are able to. The times we are able to get away from the girls, hide out at a restaurant, and eat and talk UNINTERRUPTED are so good for me, for us. But, he does not want to be the same kind of friend to me that my girlsfriends are; can you see any guy sitting in a restaurant FOR FOUR HOURS just to shoot the bull?! What on earth?! And I have learned to not expect that from him; it's unfair.

James Dobson says we are created for relationships. But, each relationship fills a different purpose and need in our lives. I am thankful for my husband and the fun we have together and I'm even thankful for the tough times. I'm thankful for his devotion, his integrity, his work ethic, his commitment; his love for me and his girls; and for all the other things that make him not just a guy, but a great guy and my guy.

And I am thankful for my girlfriends. They are fiercely committed wives, loving mothers, faithful friends.