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Sunday, August 12, 2012

Why is it called a Girls Weekend? This isn't freakin' Girl Scout Camp!


I thought Vegas was a fluke.  I never had that much fun.

When I hear the term "Girls Weekend", I tend to cringe. (Quite frankly, it sounds like Girl Scout camp.) Not only am I not a people person but I am definitely not a woman's person.  I don't think I am very supportive, I don't like hugging and I would rather be alone.  I tend to make fun of ladies that cackle in a flock.  (OHHH Hiiii!....oh Christ, I say.)  I jump to the assumption that the weekend will be me, having to hold the hair of a woman who can't hold her on liquor.  I also jump to the assumption that I will feel left out at some point.

But back in May of 2011, when I got Sue's invitation to Vegas to celebrate her 40th, I didn't even give it a second thought.  Maybe I was lonely for a different type of friendship and needed a break.  I am not referring to the Wang family vacay kind of break where I don't sleep through the night and have to make sure that all restaurants that we are considering serve either grilled cheese or chicken nuggets.  Also I needed a break from Ching.  Around that time, Ching and I were very snippy to each other..many a day, I just wanted to smash his face in.  When I told him that I was going to Vegas with some old friends, he was kind of shocked.  Not only was it out of character, but I am sure he was fantasizing about some sort of pillow fight in our undies.

I have never been good with female friendships.  I am someone that is very low maintenance and hope that any woman that I befriend is the same.  I think it sounds worse that it is.  My first priority is my family and myself.  I have had friends of the past that were so wrapped up in themselves and I felt that I was catering to them.  They tended to be women that would say "call me" or "visit me" but never reciprocate. I had to drop them like a stone.  Over time, I became appreciative of the friends that I still have and skeptical about making new ones.

While there were several women invited to celebrate with Sue, there were three women that left me very intrigued and nervous.  I had so much anxiety about this trip.  While we had re-connected on Facebook, shared several laughs in e-mails, what would it be like face to face?  It had been almost 20 years.  Good Lord, it felt like high school all over again.  I just hoped that they didn't think that I was an asshole.

They didn't!  (Imagine that?!) This Vegas trip was a blessing which I know sounds ironic..a blessing in Vegas.  But I was able to re-connect with three woman of my past, Sue, Heidi and Lesley..and I was quite grateful.  I don't consider myself cool but with these three, I felt 15 pounds lighter, witty and Hollywood cool.  JCW was just herself..and I was grateful.

The Vegas trip was so good that we decided to meet at Lesley's camp in Maine for a weekend.  Like any weekend away from my family, I am seized with anxiety and guilt.  Perhaps I shouldn't be away from my family or be around other people for a small amount of time.  (Again, I tend to be awkward around people..I pawn it off to not being a people person.)  Vegas was amazingly fun...I was hoping it wasn't a fluke.  I was hoping that the Maine weekend would be fun too.

The weekend was great.  It was very low key, gorgeous weather and I was around three other women, all of whom have children, work very hard and love to laugh.  I was very surprised when I didn't really want to leave.  I missed Ching and the girls--they were constantly on my mind.  But during this weekend, I feel very relaxed and on vacation.  I don't think that has happened since 2005.  But I did have to go..my liver was hardening by the hour and my freakin' scale said I gained six pounds?

I can run it off well before our next weekend.

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