Girl #2

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” F Dickens and his passive aggressive poetic sugar-coating! It’s sh*t hole mess, deep-fried in Friday night booze, topped with sex dreams about vampire movies. I’m 25 years old, married, and have two kids. With that being said I could pick my vibrator out of a line up before my husband.

I don’t know how this happened, but somewhere along the way I stopped trying, stopped caring, and got my margarita on! Girl #1 and I are ignored, underappreciated, and bored. So we’ve decided to stop allowing our mind-numbing spouses to drain the life out of us and do something about it!!! I may sound like another typical wrinkly vag man basher, but Monday – Thursday we do our part: manage the kids, clean the house, go to the office, dinner blah blah blah. So on the weekends we’re sexy, were sassy, and somewhere in this sex forsaken town we are getting our margarita on!

We’ve decided to conical this crazy ride, because well basically it’s getting that good! Granted neither of us really expect anyone to read any of this, but for any poor soul who happens to stumble upon it know this: You may laugh, you may cry, you might even throw out a few hail Marys on behalf of my moral demise, but you will follow the adventures of two women living life, if only on the weekends!

My vow: is to also be honest in a real life best to my recollection sort of way. There’s no guarantee that it’s always going to be pretty, but its our lives and at the end of the day I am thankful for the ride and my bestie girl #1. Without her I would knee deep in empty Slurpee cups and have five hour dates with Facebook on Friday nights.

May I also welcome you to our experiment!

 

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