what seperates the women from the girls.
Okay, so you know how I am always blogging about barf? Why is this so you ask? Well, because it happens to be a constant theme in my young adult life.
Tonight we had catfish for dinner. Now, being of Creole decent and all catfish is as normal to me as macaroni and cheese. However, the industrious desires of our cook don't always go over so well with the delicate stomach's of others. Ya, like my sophomore roommate.
Do you see where this is going?
It's 12:47am and third roomie and I are on our macs in our beds. All snug. My second roomie is asleep... and all of a sudden she is up and out of bed out the door (the massive, huge 100 pound door with crystal handles... because this is one serious sorority house built in 1930). There is a weird noise, and third rommie says, "I think she threw up."
And you know, I flipped on my shabby chic light really quick. After all, barf and I are tight like that.
It was real bad, like horrible. Barf all over the hallway and then in the original terazza floors in the bathroom along with up the subway tile wall. I went and got another junior friend from up stairs in the study lounge and we started cleaning up.
And here's what I figured: you're a woman when you not only clean up your own barf, but the barf of another. It's just something that separates the women from the girls.
Now things are well and we are back to our nightly routine, and I will continue to hold the title of Miss Barf 2007 proudly.








LOL, true! Eeeeek though. :-)
Posted by: Adrienne | Oct 02, 2007 at 06:33 AM
yuck.
love the comment - it's what separates the women from the girls.
Posted by: shan | Oct 02, 2007 at 04:27 PM
So ture- way to be a real women :}
Posted by: teresa | Oct 02, 2007 at 06:33 PM
I used to be known as a bit of a vomit queen myself back in the day. It truly does sort the women from the girls!
Posted by: Gemma | Oct 03, 2007 at 04:42 AM
Oh my, how yucky. But how amazing are you?! Poor girl. I hope she's feeling better and that neither of you have to deal with anymore sickies anytime soon. Sheesh, you are on a streak this year aren't you?! You could use a break already :)
Posted by: Shannon M. | Oct 03, 2007 at 07:03 PM
So gross, but you are very right. i always thought that I knew I had "grown up" when I could force myself to take Robitusin when I had a cold.
Posted by: Lisa Brown | Oct 04, 2007 at 08:24 AM