The Three Amigos

Back to the good 'ole days. You know there are those certain nights that you get together with friends and everything is just sort of forgotten, but what stands out is the reason why you're friends? I've been blessed to have a few of those lately. For reasons unknown to us, some bumps have been thrown in certain life plans, which results in having to get together for moral support...or giggle support...or hell, you know, liquid support. I've mentioned before that I often find myself in groups of threes, but the longest running would definitely have to be Allison & Robyn (if I discounted Molly & Danette.) When I think of the three of us, I think of how strange it is that we are all best friends, since we are all totally different!

Allison is a very talented designer/representative of a high-end, very 'swankie' baby line. Robyn likes to fondle bald men's heads. Ok, well really her mom does that, but she is in charge of operations at a hair loss center. And then there is me...the one who sits at a fancy desk, in a fancy office, in fancy clothes (with not so fancy hair & make-up lately,) pretending to be professional. We do consider ourself the Three Amigos, and a night out for us doesn't turn out too differently to that of the real Three Amigos. For some reason, I just think that Robyn would definitely have to be Lucky Day, Allison would be Dusty Bottoms and I would be Ned Nederlander.





What I also find pretty amusing is the conversations we have about 'the boys.' First of all, let me preface this with as different we are from each other, Trey, Fernan & Marty are exponentially different from each other. Trey is your typical blonde-haired aspiring business man from the suburbs, Fernan is an orthodontist from Guatemala and attempts to mask his broken English, and then Marty...well I don't even need to explain the small-town kid persona.

Last night we were driving home from a movie when Robyn tells us a story about Trey shopping for new jeans. Trey's question was "Robyn, if I buy True Religion jeans, would that make all of our relationship problems go away? Would it make you that happy?" We laughed, and Robyn stated how she just LOVED Trey in True Religion jeans. As soon as those words left her mouth, Allison immediately piped up from the back seat, "OMMMGG! I absolutely LOVE it when Fernan wears his True Religions. His ass looks so good in them!" We laugh some more, and then I continue giggling by myself. In all predictability, it's my turn for imput, right? I wasn't trying to be funny, and it came out pretty dry, but I just said to them "Well, I mean I guess I can say the same thing about Wranglers!" That resulted in a total uproar from them and they just said "You would!"

Awwww, big country!

I'm just glad the conversation didn't turn into how they loved the men's long, square-toe loafer type shoes, because again...I got nothin. More like jeans tucked into your boots for me.

It's fun to have those nights where you just laugh and make fun of each other's differences, because in the end, there is still a common factor...US! I heart my girls!