Mamas Gone Wild

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A number of the fabulous Toronto mommy bloggers and some of their hubs came over for cocktails last night. I couldn’t wait to tell you all about it (and I hope the ones who missed it can come next time!)

The other day, I envisioned this post-party post as one full of pictures with witty captions. Unfortunately, I was so busy imbibing both the spirited conversation and the spirits, the only photos I have for you are these two:

Cakes helping me stock the fridge…



The pocky the lovely Marla dropped off:



The pocky was a big hit.

I had a great time. I’ve said it before, the women in person are all exactly like their virtual selves. The conversation never lagged; in fact, we couldn’t hear the doorbell over the din. Luckily, the late arrivals knew enough to come on in. I think the hubbies even had fun too (I’ll bet more than one wondered what he was in for). It was nice to meet the men behind the great women.

Those of you who couldn’t make it—I hope you can make the next one! We need to do this more often.

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BP and I are getting more sensible with age. I remembered to drink water at the end of the night. The last guests had left about 1:30—our next door neighbours were having a party and we seriously considered going over. Instead we (wisely) washed the glasses and went to bed. It wouldn’t do to be hungover, trying to butter Cakes toast amongst the dirty martini glasses the next day, now would it.

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Many thanks to my wonderful bartender. BP, you're the best. You're not waiting 'til Wednesday this week (but you do have to wait until after Amazing Race. Oh, and Desperate Housewives).

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