About every six weeks my in-box pops up with an e-mail that has the acronym ‘GNO’ in its subject line.
GNO means Girl’s Night Out.
GNO’s are when my girlfriends from University and I get together and go out. We usually meet at Kelsey’s (think Appleby’s for my American friends) because it’s central to most of us.
I met these ladies when I started University in the 1980’s. We are all now in our forties and going strong. We all laugh at the girls we were back in the 80’s but still, amazingly enough, enjoy the company of the women we’ve become. The group can range from three to eight women, depending on who’s free.
What do we do at GNO’s?
We drink – but just enough to be able to drive responsibly.
We eat – usually something bad for us, with lots of whip cream, chocolate or cheese.
We talk. Boy, do we talk. We share, we vent, we gossip.
And we laugh. A lot.
I love my GNO’s.
I think I’ll go check my in-box, if there’s not a GNO e-mail there then I think I’d better get busy and send one out. I’m feelin’ the need for some girl time.