On Tuesday night of this very week I saw both of my very best friends, Lola and Buddah.
That would have been too easy.
I was at a Employment Law Forum downtown and Buddah was in town for Sales training. Lola had no excuse to go downtown except that she knew that me and Buddah were going to be there.
I stayed overnight at a very swishy hotel (the same one that Buddah was staying at).
Due to circumstances beyond my control here is how my evening went:
6:15 Buddah at the bar for drink (I literally had to RUN from my conference to get there to see her for 10 minutes before she left to see Wicked with her team)
6:25 Applied lipstick
6:40 met Lola at Sushi Samba for a very cool dinner (get it, they don't cook sushi). Buddah did not attend (much to Lola's dismay) because she thought "mandatory fun" with her work team meant her. Silly girl.
9:45pm got dropped back at swishy hotel by Lola who inexplicably does a Gilbert Godfrey impression.
10:30pm I was busy dozing in one of those too-comfy-to-just-lay-on-without-falling-asleep beds that high end hotels always have, when Buddah called to tell me to, "get my ass back to the bar". It was a serious flashback to college days.
12:46 I got back to my room with Buddah (who had a roomate back in her own room- ostensively so her company could afford Wicked tickets) and we both went immediately to sleep after laughing hysterically about everything and nothing.
5am - Wednesday dawns with a view of Lake Michigan and Buddah snoring in the other bed. Ha! There aren't words.