i like girls

yesterday was fun. so much fun. in the morning and afternoon, my good friend gail and i had one of our days of leisure- lunch, martinis, shopping, wedding planning (we're both getting married soon, which is kind of neat), and laughs. we stopped so gail could get her hair cut; in the beauty shop, the woman who ran the front desk was in the middle of washing her hair, which was kind of weird. "can i help you?" she called from the sink, her head upside down under running water. gail and i exchanged looks. "sure," gail said cautiously. "i need a cut." the lady came over, water running down her shirt and face as she instructed us where to sit. are they allowed to do that, just start washing their hair in the middle of their workday? must be nice to get paid to use free shampoo and conditioner while on the clock.

then, in the evening, i headed into the city to go to the cub's game with chris' sister and two of her friends. we had a blast, four girls with four beers sitting a few rows back from the third base line and laughing our heads off. i miss stuff like this. what happened to all of my girl friends? my best girl is in new york right now, which would partially explain my loss, but why don't i hang out more frequently with others, like the extra fun gail? i need to make it more of a priority.

and today it's back to my life being a sausage fest; except for management, i am now the only female banker in the office. which is nice, because, truth be told, working with girls can sometimes be four straight weeks of pms. and then the cycle of life starts again.

indeed.