Not only is it a raucous giggle-fest when I get together with the Marthas, as I did for our annual (soon to be bi-annual, I hope) Womanly Weekend recently, it's a highly-educational experience as well.
This is what I learned this year:
- a stove is a poor replacement for a fold-out couch.
- - murder mystery dinner theatre is only theatre in the loosest sense of the word. Dinner as well. Example: Martha, trying to choose a wine: "what is being served tonight?" Waitress: "meat."
- Eliz is the best Martha with whom to share a bed (since the fold-out couch turned out to be a stove), as she tosses about and snores the least.
- Marthas will always bring far too much food and drink to any gathering but will usually forget something like pyjamas.
- watching My Fair Lady on tv affects different Marthas differently. One will sing loudly, one will wax on about the superiority of old films, one will point out the crappiness of old films and fall promptly asleep, and one will watch demurely.
- antique stores are largely full of crap, but are a great place from which to escape a sudden snowstorm when you are wearing a t-shirt and no sweater.
- insane cackling and out-of-control giggling is good for the soul.
- we need to book our next Womanly Weekend right now.