Every once in a while (aka every week/day/second) we all just need a break, some time to just chill and forget we have any real responsibilities. My recommendation is wine night. There are many possible options for a wine night; it can be a group of girls, you and your cat, or even you and your mom. Regardless, wine night is always a good idea. The best part is that usually someone with a more interesting life than your own has plenty of stories to tell, so you can vicariously live through them while never leaving your bed. Here's how a typical wine night goes down:
The text
Someone in your inner squad will usually say something such as "I need a girls night" or "I have so much to tell y'all, wine night?" and ya'll start to plan it, but it doesn't actually happen for about 4 days after the text is sent due to conflicting schedules and the fact that "Real Housewives" is coming on and you don't want to miss it.
The Stock-Up
When a girl says "let's have wine night," it's usually code for "yes I want to drink wine but I also want to eat the most possible calories in one sitting." So before wine night even begins, it's essential to make sure you have the goods. My recommendations are Oreos, popcorn, Watermelon Sour Patch Kids, pizza, cookies, and ice cream, but there is always room to adjust the menu for the night.
The Arrival
Once everyone finally gets there and you get the "OMG hey I haven't seen you in forever's" out of the way it's time to begin wine night. Pour yourself a glass and get comfy because there's about to be plenty of basic girl moments.
The Basic Slumber-Party-Style Talks
You'll probably put on a movie-Mean Girls, maybe a Nicholas Sparks film or even something classic like The Titanic or She's The Man - but chances are, nobody really cares about the movie. They just want the chance to talk about their new guy or, like in my case, hear about everyone else's due to the lack of an exciting love life. It all starts when someone says anything remotely related to the male species. Once you get boy talk out of the way you start talking about life and what you've been up to and how many times this week you have considered dropping out of college. Then after a few bottles are down, you all get the urge to go out and be social, but this never actually happens.
The Pass-Out
Once you realize going out means you actually need to look presentable, you mark that idea off the list. This usually results in a food coma and everyone passing out on the couch or crammed into one bed by 10:30, but for some odd reason we're all perfectly ok with is because it means the whole crew is finally back together.
Thanks, wine night, for giving all us gals a chance to have a good time while stuffing our faces and not wearing any concealer. You keep us sane(ish)!
