I can't believe we are already half way through April, and making plans for our next get together. I haven't even downloaded March's evening. I just pulled my notes out and can't read my handwriting. I know we were at Eden on the Bay, not sure which restaurant, but I am pretty sure the evening involved Tequila, probably why the evening is a bit hazy in my memory.
From what I can make out we discussed our bucket list and the end of year trip, again... Shark diving (Jax is positive that with her luck her door will open just as a large great white swims up to make mincemeat of her), fishing in Hermanus??? OK, as long as our "guides" have teeth I don't mind. Horse/camel/elephant riding on the beach - it is starting to sound like we are going through a mid-life crisis ladies... do they allow elephant on the beach?
It was probably at this stage that the blowjobs started flowing, the drinks I mean.
Somebody asked about a wooden rocking horse instead of the real thing - we said we'd make enquiries.
The next discussion was a difficult one, but I think we all chose to look at it from the funny side rather than be morbid. One of us suspects her parent of being a kleptomaniac. She is missing a large number of light bulbs and a large chocolate bar from her house. Now, the person in question is battling with his health and is quite possible suffering from Alzeimers. It is sad, but try to imagine telling this story to a group of inebriated women - the snorting and laughter was enough to make our waiter suggest another round of shorts in alarm - I think he was hoping we would all just pass out.
Jo wants to go to the Barnyard for our next meeting, looks good so far.
OK, I cannot read the rest of my handwriting. I think I was laughing so much the tears were flowing, rendering my handwriting completely illegible.
So I will leave it here, we had a great time as always - the months are far too long between meetings. What are the chances of 2 per month - yea right, as if!!!
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Lightbulbs and chocolate? Sounds like a scientific experiment.
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