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Tuesday, May 07, 2002


Girly Sleepovers

Why is it we always get excited at the prospect of a girly sleepover? It's not that we don't know what to expect - much food, much talking and little sleep - but somehow it always manages to garner high-pitches squeals of delight and anticipation.

Well, a friend of mine recently moved out of home and so we christened her new apartment with her first sleepover. As expected, we dined on chicken soup and croutons (entree), shepherd's pie with garlic bread and fresh corn on the side (main) and Cafe Grande ice cream with hot fudge sauce (dessert). Our theme for the night was musicals, and so we watched Oklahoma (the new Hugh Jackman version), Singing in the Rain, Buffy (the musical episode) and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. In between, we managed to talk about music, books, food (of course) and all manner of other things before drifting off to sleep at about 4am. Breakfast was a scrumptious omelette, with corn, onion, chicken and cheese. We considered having hot fudge and sticky date pudding for lunch but the sheer calorie count weighed heavily against our consciences.

A completely enjoyable, relaxing and typical sleepover.

When's the next one?



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