Girl Talk: Country Come to Town


Road Trip – Princess, Diva and Martha Stewart

Yesterday was the Summer Solstice. This article in Psychology Today has the tagline that “Midsummer is an ideal time for new beginnings and a fresh start.” Hmmmm…. great time to move, maybe? My friend Gerry told me that the moon will be a supermoon tonight. This means that it will be the closest the moon will be to the earth this month. But, in addition, tonight’s supermoon is the closest to the earth it will be this year. It won’t be as close to the earth in its orbit until August of 2014. This is a scary proposition for me. Not only is the moon going to be full, but I’m going to be out on the town with some old friends from Watson. And, I’m celebrating new beginnings … a new place to live .. new friends … new connections with old friends .. this sh*t is starting to get real. And, if last night is any indication, it’s going to be fun.

My friends Diva, Princess and Martha Stewart came up from Watson for a girl’s weekend. I’m not naming them to protect the not so innocent plus they asked for alter egos. Keep in mind that I haven’t spent quality time with these gals since we were budding teenagers in a small town cow pasture in rural Louisiana. We were chasing boys back then, but they are married now. Times are different, but it seems the girls seem the same. Not only that, the rhythm feels the same.


My friend Gerry and his friend Hulon hosted us last night at Gerry’s downtown condo on the Mississippi River. I can imagine they thought we were quite crazy. As soon as my pals got to Gerry’s, we settled into conversation that seemed to pick up from where we were 30 years ago, although we had quite a bit more to catch up on than we did in high school. Besides, we knew how it all turned out, so we had a little more insight on our lives. But, we were as goofy as ever. It was nonstop laughter and shrieking for a good two hours. I think we ignored the guys a little more than we probably should have, but we just couldn’t shut up. We had so much to say to each other.


After Gerry graciously fed us and liquored them up, we drove over to the hotel and proceeded to check in. We were talking so much I forgot that I was giving directions. When we got to the hotel, it was definitely a scene reminiscent of the Beverly Hillbillies. I don’t know why, but when I get around my friends from home, my whole accent  and demeanor changes and my language morphs into a unique language dubbed Watsonese. I didn’t know that country girl still existed until the last year or so. She has resurfaced with a vengeance. The valet guy was laughing at us as we were unpacking the car. Somebody’s panties had come out of the suitcase. Rumor has it that the panties’ owner was drying them out the window on the way down, and they just didn’t get put away.  I tried to take a picture of me holding them up for the valet, but they got snatched out of my hand before I could do so.


When we got on the elevator, it was beeping, so Princess, Martha Stewart and I got off thinking there were too many people on the elevator. Unfortunately, we forgot that the Diva had the keys to the room, and we didn’t know what room we were in. The valet came up behind us with the luggage and said he knew where our room was, but he took us to the wrong room. It was a comedy of errors trying to get to our room, call the Diva and get settled. But we finally made it there. I’m sure that valet had a big laugh about these pretty hot middle-aged hicks that were having a ball in the big city. It was definitely country come to town.

So, with this full moon super supermoon tonight, I’m a little worried about us. I may have to pull in my Memphis police officer friend, Joseph, to keep us under wraps. I plan to take us to dinner and out to the HOT hangout in Memphis where all the beautiful people go. Beale Street was a little more seedy than we liked. With more energy due to the summer solstice effect, all this hyped up girl talk and food and alcohol, it’s going to be fun tonight. I’m already tired because I woke up early worrying about how I was going to move all my crap to Louisiana. I think a nap might be in order or maybe just a lot of coffee. We’ll see how the day unfolds.

The article about the summer solstice says that “the rituals of the summer solstice are a timeless way to remind us that the simple things in life – like connecting with other people, our own biology and Nature – provide us with the most sustainable types of happiness.” I don’t know how much we’ll be connecting with Nature, but I do think we’ll be reconnecting with each other tonight. Last night was just a warm up. More to come …


What is a supermoon? The word supermoon didn’t come from astronomy. Instead, it came from astrology. Astrologer Richard Nolle of the website takes credit for coining the term supermoon. In 1979, he defined it as:

…a new or full moon which occurs with the moon at or near (within 90% of) its closest approach to Earth in a given orbit (perigee). In short, Earth, moon and sun are all in a line, with moon in its nearest approach to Earth.

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