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Sex in the City

On Wednesday night, the Diner Babes went to see “Sex in the City”. In the true spirit of the movie, I suggested that everyone wear their Manola Blanik stilettos and bring their vibrators, but, between the five of us, all we could rustle up was a scuffed pair of Birkenstock sandals and an unopened jar of chocolate body paint.

I would recommend that all of you grab your best friend and go see the movie. You’ll laugh and cry and shout and curse and finally clap with all of the other women in the theater…and the two men that were drug along by girlfriends.

Some of the scenes reminded me of how I have been able to depend on my Diner Babes at the worst times in my life and how they have stood up to my husband when I was too stoned on Xanax to even raise my head.

For that, my dear friends, I’ll be forever grateful.

And as far as the Sea Hag, “I curse the day you were born!”

heeheehee

9:14 p.m. - Friday, Jun. 06, 2008
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