Apparently, last week was Female Friendship Week. I’m not sure what that means, but I greatly appreciated spending loads of time with all of the great female friendships I have.
Mags and I continued our date night at the Film Fest on Monday with David Schwimmer’s Trust. It was hands down amazing. Some scenes were a bit hard to watch, but gosh, Clive Owen sure delivers as a distraught father who learns his daughter has been sexually attacked. The Q&A after with David was pretty stellar and Maggie and I talked about the film the whole way home. Then had nightmares. Which turned into dreams when Clive Owen rescued us.
Jessica just became the Windy’s latest resident, so we went to see the SURPRISE! film fest movie. You have no idea what’s going to play and then the film just starts. This year’s was super disappointing. I think everyone was kind of like ummm what? Don’t see The Next Three Days or Three Days Later, I don’t even remember what the stupid thing was called. But thankfully, Jessica and I just dead panned lines to each other all night. And we learned that Elizabeth Banks‘ jail hair in the movie is the exact same as my normal hair.
I recently just befriended some ladies at work, which was extremely exciting. Even joined a book club with Rochelle and all of her friends. So come Wednesday, Rochelle, Alex (my mentor from MW), Molly (from book club), Emily Meis and a few other gals joined us for the Cheeky Chicago bday celebration. It was stellar. Goodie bags galore, a photo booth, cupcakes…it was every man’s heaven: happy-go-lucky gals sipping cocktails and dancing. We met the owners of Cheeky Chicago, who were totally awesome and quite inspiring. It was just a fantastically fun filled evening that I ended with a chocolate milkshake.
In honor of Female Friendship Week, The Frisky came out with 25 Reasons Gal Pals Rule. And I must say, they are so spot on. So I thank all my great gal pals out there who have seen me at the worst and helped bring me to my best. Cheers. Coolage (a la George from My Best Friend’s Wedding).