Yesterday was the National Night Out, sponsored by the book in which I am fortunate enough to have a chapter, I Just Want to Pee Alone.
I agreed to co-host an event in Lancaster, but only because Meredith made me. Even though hanging out at a bar on a Wednesday evening is not really my scene, I was glad to get the chance to see my bloggy BFF again. We decided to hold our meet-up at the Applebee’s in Lancaster.
Why Applebee’s? Because there are only so many options in Amish Country and we’ve seen Talladega Nights and we wanted our own opportunity to get kicked out of an Applebee’s.
That picture only took like 5 tries on Meredith’s phone. You know you’re getting old when it starts being hard to take a selfie at arm’s length.
Although it was Ladies’ Night, we brought some special guys with us. Did you think I was kidding when I said I saved them from the dumpster?
I had a special game planned for George. (I had heart-shaped Post-It notes and a blindfold and everything.) And we had lots of prizes to give away.
Heather (left) and Gail (far right) were the only brave souls who decided to come. They had seen our event in the paper. Since it was just the four of us, we had more of a relaxed evening, just eating and talking (and the occasional photo op with Seinfeld stars). Meredith and I both ate giant burgers right in front of poor Heather, who is a vegan.
Heather is a mom of four and Gail is a mom of six! It was a lot of fun connecting with these ladies and there was a busload (literally, they were on a bus trip) of senior citizens who were highly amused by us posing with George.
You also know you are getting old when the senior bus trip finds you easy to relate to, but the teenage waitress does not understand why she is taking your picture with this half-naked middle-aged bald man.
Even if our chapter was small (but mighty!), it was very cool to know that there were other women meeting at the same time all around the country because of our book.