We’ll Always Have Paris…

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This weekend I am celebrating the marriage of a dear friend — with other dear friends in a sleepover all-girl pajama party with tons of food and wine and movies!

And yes, because we are all mostly southern women, we still refer to ourselves as ‘girls’. It’s our right. (Don’t try to interfere by pointing out the obvious.)

Going around the table starting at the left (your left) is Paula. Beside of her is Leila, the rascal who took off without giving notice. Laurie is next, then yours truly with the long hair and giant smile. Beside of me is Susan, and then Karen back at the right edge of the picture.

There are more of us and I might be persuaded to publish pictures of the event with them included. That will depend on what we are doing when the evidence group is photographed. *wink*

I have to say, these are some of the best people I have ever had the privilege to call friends and I am looking forward to getting together with them over the weekend.

This trip to Paris was so much fun. I don’t think we stopped laughing and I can vividly recall how much my face hurt at night from the constant grinning and giggling. I imagine it will again by Sunday afternoon!

What is one of your most memorable moments with your friends?

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  1. Mostly same group. Food and drink. And no credible evidence to tie me to the toilet paper purchase (or distribution). 😉

  2. Was this a Paris themed sleep-over party? Sounds like great fun! How wonderful to have such amazing girlfriends to hang with. And you’re right, you have a beautiful smile and a gorgeous head of hair!

    1. Thanks Monica. This was a trip to Paris, but all of us in the picture will be at the upcoming weekend sleepover. And yes, we’ll have some Paris-themed items, including the movie ‘Midnight in Paris’ and some gorgeous macarons and wine!!

  3. How fun! Are these friends going back to high school or college? Looks like a great group!
    One of my memorable moments involved a friend of 40+ years. Recently we got together for a 3 day visit and read old notes that we passed to each other in junior high and high school. Thankfully, her mother had saved them. It was such fun! Have a great time this weekend, Renee!

    1. What a treat to have the notes. Some of us go back to high school, others to college, and some from meeting each other through jobs right out of college and coming into the ‘fold’. They are all super fun and extremely accomplished. They inspire me all the time.

  4. Renee, there is never a time that Paris wouldn’t just make that much better. What a fun time your Pajama Party looks like! Love it!

  5. It is fun to get together with a friend that can bring you to the giggling stage instantly. One of my dearest friends (that I don’t see often enough) does that for me and neither one of us ever noticed. I was sitting beside him one night on his couch with our heads together and his wife walked in with a big grin on her face. She said, “You to are just like a couple of little kids every time you get together. You sit there giggling like children.” She saw it as the wonderful gift that it was. Both my friend and I were unaware that it even happened. It just came naturally. She’s right. It is a very special gift.

  6. Great picture of fabulous GIRLS 🙂 I love my friends – and the best times have sometimes come out of the worst moments – a girlfriend showing up with food and booze after a death, another putting her arm around me and saying “it will be ok, you will get through this” when oldest boy went through a divorce. You get it … GIRLS rule 🙂


  7. Lunch and an afternoon of talking, laughing, etc., about once a month with three friends from high school. It’s a special group of friends that allows us to nurture our inner-selves. They are so special I can’t even begin to describe it. I love them dearly!

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