wine and dine

i had an interesting weekend. i ate a lot, drank a lot, and yet spent very little money. i hate to admit it, but it's kind of nice when men insist on paying for your meals and then buy round after round at the bar. my pride and feminist mentality usually encourage me to split the bill equally among friends of the opposite sex, but i could get used to this :)

lunch with girl friends i've known for more than a decade is always good. as idealized as the female camaraderie portrayed by sex & the city is, i really do hope that when i'm 40 and burdened with a demanding job and kids, that i will have the opportunity to sit and eat brunch with lifelong friends whose history is intertwined with mine.

this coming week is going to be evil for my stomach (and wallet!). dammit, where are those generous gentlemen when you need them?