The reason for this death-defying feat was a brunch date with two dear friends--A (the person behind my first 401 expedition) and L (a former roommate, along with A).
The best part was the fact that we are slowly morphing into the old ladies we envisioned ourselves to be--sitting on the porch, yelling at kids. The only problem is, we're just not ready to admit that we're old yet.
We kept feeling warm, but would only admit that we suddenly felt "hot" in a "flash"...this was in no way to be confused with a hot flash.
We talked about retirement savings.
And we spent an inordinate amount of time discussing Twitter, and how we just don't 'get it.'
At this rate, we'll end up like these gals eventually. Hopefully. (NSFW)
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