| "body"> | | | | The boat docks and I have arrived. I walk to our |
| Destination: Block Island | | | | cottage and find the girls awake and waiting for |
| Accomplices: 6 High School Girlfriends (Yes, we've | | | | me to go to breakfast. We are staying at the |
| been friends for 5 years now ha ha) | | | | Blue Dorry Inn, a very quaint inn that provides a |
| The time is 6:15 am on a Sunday. I've been up | | | | wonderful homemade breakfast in their dining |
| since 4:30 am. Am I a little eager? Of course, it is | | | | room. The girls spend the breakfast filling me in |
| my annual girlfriend getaway and I'm late to | | | | on what happened the day/night before. It |
| arrive. Why you say? Let's just say I have not | | | | consists of drinks on the beach, appetizers for |
| completely embraced the "put mom on the top | | | | dinner, and drinks and dancing to a not very good |
| of the to do list" philosophy but I am getting | | | | band. They would have gone to bed early but one |
| there! | | | | of the girls threatened bodily injury to anyone |
| The other girls have already enjoyed 1 day on | | | | going to bed early. |
| the beach and 1 night on the town (if you can call | | | | After my de-briefing, we break down into groups. |
| it a town). They have assured me that they did | | | | Four of the girls went for a long walk on the |
| not have that much fun but I suspect they are | | | | beach and 3 of us decide to take in the scenery |
| lying. | | | | with a bike ride to the breathtaking Mohegan |
| The commuting time is approximately 3 hours but | | | | Bluffs. We rented bikes for 1 hours (no need to |
| it is three hours of heavenly solitude. No children | | | | kill ourselves) and road straight uphill to our |
| whining no husband questioning me on my packing | | | | destination. After oohing and aahing over the |
| abilities (Did you pack my underwear?) Nope, it's | | | | views we returned our bikes, donned our bathing |
| just me - and yes I did forget to pack my | | | | suits and hit the beach. |
| underwear but I don't care. | | | | The afternoon passed quickly at a beachside bar |
| During the hour long ferry ride I see families | | | | called Ballards. With cocktail service to our chairs |
| heading over for vacations and I think "This would | | | | and a band playing great music there is no need |
| be a nice family destination but THANK GOD I | | | | to move. We drink Caronas, read trashy |
| don't have them with me." My cell phone rings I | | | | magazines, talk about kids, husbands, having |
| look at my caller ID. It's my husband, ALREADY!!! | | | | crushes, trying to have more children, trying not |
| He just calls to wish my well and he says he | | | | to have more children, our bodies, other women's |
| misses me already. Strangely, I do not miss him | | | | bodies, the guy throwing the footballs' body. Most |
| as much as I do when he is away on his annual | | | | importantly we talk about how lucky we are that |
| golf weekend (3 days, 2 night but I am not | | | | we have all remained friends over the years and |
| keeping track). | | | | can get together like this annually. |