During the years where we were getting married and settling down, three of us girls began to look outside of New York to find homes and begin new lives. MB was first; she had been down in VA for awhile but chose Florida as the place to settle and start her family. She is still the only person I know who is cold. Constantly. In Florida. (Penny and I went to college close to the Canadian border. I can’t even wrap my head around that…)
Days after her wedding, Paula and her new husband headed west to Vegas. She and Penny made the almost week long trip (a mini GW if you will) cross country in Paula’s Honda. The journal they kept along the way documents how they spent their time vacillating between hysterical laughter and killing each other. It was awesome…
Penny was next, though she stayed in New York long enough to take the plane with me to the first girls weekend in Chicago. Her parents had already settled on the Gulf Coast of Florida and after the birth of her daughter, she and her hubby packed up their home on Long Island and headed for Tarpon Springs.
I chose to stay in New York. My family was here and I couldn’t imagine myself living else; I need to know that I am close to Manhattan and the beach at all times. Though it was difficult to watch my best friends leave, I wasn’t devastated. Maybe on some level I just knew we would always be friends. This of course came true because after her first year in Vegas, Paula suggested we have a Girls Weekend.
The rest is history.
I don’t think you need a reason to have a Girls Weekend other than to simply enjoy time with your best friends but being able to stay in contact with your closest friends ranks highly in my book. If you and your besties are apart, now is the time to grab your girls and go.
You don’t need a million dollar weekend; you need to have fun.
Have you ever had a Girls Weekend? Let us know in the comments and tell us where you went!