Okay, so I'm trying to be all cool and collected and stuff, but I am really BEYOND SUPER EXCITED because today I am going to my very! first! playdate!
It's with a mom I met through Gymboree, and she is so pretty and cool and funny and I think she likes me and I don't want to rush into anything but y'all...this feels RIGHT. This could be IT. I could MAKE A NEW FRIEND.
(Note to self: Never ever tell New Potential Friend about this blog, because holy crap, creepy and desperate much?)
Anyway, while we were finalizing our plans she mentioned "picking up some booze" and then quickly followed it up with "just joking!"
Then she looked at my face, which was probably all, "boo!" and then tentatively said something like, "unless you are okay with me not being joking?" And then we both laughed, and I asked if I could braid her hair, and then it was just AWKWARD.
Coincidentally enough, today's New York Times has an article about moms and playdates and drinking, entitled "Cosmopolitan Moms." Bloggers Melissa Summers of Suburban Bliss and ClubMom's own Jennifer Ramsey of Stay-at-Home Motherdom are quoted. It's an interesting read.
So what do you guys think about happy hour playdates? Do you ever have a cocktail or glass of wine when getting together with other moms? Harmless indulgence? Necessary relaxation? Or a disaster waiting to happen?
(Play nice, BTW. I gotta go curl my hair and make myself extra pretty for my date. PLAYDATE, I mean. Of course. I'm not insane in the slightest, oh noooooooo.)