Besides cheese, there was a little bit of traditional autumn goodness (pumpkin patch and cider), college football awfulness (translation: Spartans choke out a last minute loss), and a lot of high quality bonding time. As it turns out, I think bonding time is a three-part formula: conversation, eating and drinking.
For someone who has never really had a close group of female friends, girls' nights and weekends are a new territory for me. I've always had more of the singular female friendships. Honestly, I was always driven away by witnessing the omnipresence of drama in lady groups. I don't do drama, not even with a ten-foot pole.
What I'm finding refreshing is that there are other females who are anti-drama. Mind-blowing, I know. And if you keep a group intimate and focused on truthfulness and trust, there seems to be proof that cliché girl drama can be kept at bay. Perfect.
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