I have a Raisinets and Sprite hangover today and it is all this woman’s fault. Thankfully Amy did not flinch when I spilled nearly half my drink on the table at dinner. At least it wasn’t as catastrophic (to my cell phone) as the time I poured half a beer in my purse upon arriving at a Dixie Chicks concert. Grace is not my middle name, although it is one of my daughter’s.

Amy and I went to see the Sex and the City movie and it was fabulous. It was not a perfect movie, but as someone who has seen every single Manolos filled episode of SATC I loved it. I laughed, I cried, I coveted the fabulous custom built closet Big surprised Carrie with in their penthouse apartment. I loved the Vogue fashion shoot scenes. I loved the comedy and the drama. The only thing that was a bit of a stretch for me was the casting of Jennifer Hudson as Carrie’s assistant. Not that Hudson is not a fantastic actor and hers wasn’t a fun character, it’s just that it seemed too much like star product placement to me, much like the Vitamin Water placed on every chair in the fashion week scene.

I love the drama between Carrie and Big, the breaking up, the making up, the forgiveness, the chemistry, the years together…none of it neat or tidy or predictable. Hubby and I had also been together off and on (more off) for 10 years when we got married and we were definitely not a predictable couple. I also loved the Mexico vacation scenes with the foursome. It’s great to see actresses in their 40s (and 50s with Kim Cattrall) looking absolutely fabulous, although I know they have their share of Botox and personal trainers at their beck and call and let’s face it, that’s not reality. But still, it’s a fun girlfriend flick and a chance to see the four actresses on the big screen.

So, if you haven’t yet seen SATC, call a girlfriend and be self-indulgent for a few hours. It’s the cinematic equivalent of a bubble bath. Sometimes a chick flick with a side of dinner and a froufrou cocktail, albeit half spilled, is just what the doctor ordered.

Speaking of drama, go read my currrent post at Deep South Moms, Boys, And Bibles, And Boobs, Oh My. I divulge my pre-teen angst about summer church camp and coin the phrase tongue Pilates. Just keep telling yourself that your kids are finding Jesus this summer.

I’ve got a fun mom t-shirt from LTDChix.com up for grabs at Savvy Housewife.

At Blissfully Domestic I give tips for moms to prioritize, and schedule, fitness and last week I linked to some fun, hip laptop bags.

Also, is it wrong that each time I read this headline I think of my scheduled pap smear tomorrow?

Pap. Come to think of it, it seems to be a very fitting nickname for such a low-life profession and I am doing them a favor by referring to it as a profession.

p.s. I just posted a whole slew of fun, fabulous links regarding Sex and the City over at Savvy Housewife.