Yesterday, I was lucky enough to get to have lunch in person with two of my favorite bloggers, Kristin and Andy. (If you don't already have these women on your blogroll, go over there now and check them out. Coincidentally, they're both doing awesome giveaways right now, too! Just please come back...)
We dressed in our finest Chanel suits and pearls, ate at a fine dining establishment, sampling low-calorie, minusculey portioned salads off of bone china, and sipped green tea (with pinkies curled) as we discussed global warming, the economy and the latest NY Times Bestseller List nonfiction books that we'd been reading. (Things did get a bit spirited as we debated the better form of green energy: wind power or geothermal energy, but we kept things civil.) After that, conversation got a bit lighter, as we compared notes on our favorite gourmet recipes - just the ones we whip up most often for our dear husbands and darling children - and traded tips on which maid services in town we prefer. We ended our meal with a delightful selection of petit fours, feeling a bit daring as we were about the decadence of ingesting those teensy yet calorie-laden morsels. All in all, it was a perfectly delightful hour, spent with genteel and refined company, and we air-kissed at the entrance as we waited for the valet to bring our cars around, promising to do it again once we'd further researched renewable energy sources to avoid the slightly heated debate that had ensued today. Then we all drove off directly to our respective gyms, where we each planned to do an extra hour of tai-bo to work off those petit fours before going home to get started on the seven course, all organic, macrobiotic gourmet meals we were planning on fixing for dinner.
Okay, okay, maybe that's not *exactly* how it happened. It still was an extremely fun hour (or almost three) with good food and the most excellent company. The discussion was lively and I have to say, it was an honor and a delight to get to hang out with Kristin and Andy, especially without children, for the afternoon. I swear I'm not making this up, either, and as proof, here's a picture our waitress graciously snapped of us at the end of our meal.
Okay, fine, that's not us. Here we are:
Fine, fine, that isn't us, either. Obviously we couldn't be dining outdoors in our current weather...
(What? You see a milkshake glass in the picture? *whistling innocently* burp I don't know what you're talking about, I swear!)
Kristin and Andy, thanks for a great time! You ladies rock!
Let's end this with a little of the inimitable Elaine Stritch, shall we?