To All the Women in My Life

There are some conversations that men will never, ever, ever get - not if their life depended on it, not if their fortune and fame was staked on it.

I am currently in three book clubs - one of which is on hold due to baby production. The other two are exactly the same, but with different people. We drink an inordinate amount of wine and we talk about nonsensical things that actually make sense to us. For example, we talked about the positives of having our friends and family (i.e. well, they know) drink pineapple juice; and how pineapple juice and how it is applied, can actually clear up any facial skin irritations a woman might have. We talked about, oh damn, the pineapple juice conversation just takes the cake!

Shoes... and clothes... and exfoliation... and acrylic nails... and pedicures... a woman's world, all bound up in a discussion at book club!

Women, united in a small room sharing drinks and conversation. That is the key to success in life. You can have a wonderful marriage, beautiful kids, an unbelievable job... but what good is it if you have no one to bitch about it to, or better yet, show your deepest gratitude for it.

I've had conversations with women about religion, cooking, shoes, nails, clothes, vibrators, lavender, chocolate, cheating spouses, writing, happiness, sadness and songs. And I've laughed! Oh how I've laughed! Women rock. Men, well yeah, they're pretty cool too. But women? I love all the women in my life so much - pineapple juice, exfoliation masks and all!