Wednesdays I

My sister called me one Wednesday night kind of late.

She was upset because she was out with her lovely family of 4, and all around her, there were plenty of women out with other women, having dinner, cocktails and appearing to have a joyous time. She lamented because she does not have those groups of girl friends that she goes out with during the week. She has GREAT girlfriends, she did admit (and she does!), but they don't typically go OUT. In a group. During the week. What was wrong with her?

I tried to explain that I do know some women like that, and she does not want to be them. She has never been one to drink to get drunk. She loves spending time with her kids, and rarely gets alone time with her awesome husband.

She was starting to feel a little better, and apologized, wanting to let me get back to Jackson. I told her it was okay because it was Wednesday, the night each week he spends with his dad.

And then it hit me. It was WEDNESDAY - "International Single Moms' Night Out." (For any of you who don't know, the out-of-the-box custody agreement says dad's time is Wednesday night and every other weekend. ) The reason there were so many ladies out having a great time was that it was WEDNESDAY. I speculated to her that many of those were other single moms, and perhaps their non-single mom friends who go out to support them on Wednesday night.

I told her that the next time she saw these groups of "girlfriends" out and about to think about whether or not it is Wednesday, and if it is, to give her husband and extra hug and kiss when she snuggled into bed that night.