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We met this past
Sunday at Nishal’s house. She made the most amazing mango drink. I am not a big
drink drinker (yes, I just said that). I like Wine, Water, and Vodka. But this
mango drink, I can see myself drinking this in the cold and dreary Connecticut (okay
it’s not cold and dreary all the time, but work with me people) while imagining myself on a tropical island. I close my eyes and I am back in Jamaica. White sand.
Cool breeze. Turquoise water. My beach
chair is halfway pulled in the ocean; the sun is beating down on me and small
fishes are swimming right around me. I have my favorite book in one hand and in
the other Nishal’s mango drink. Everything is alright. It was so cold and refreshing.
She served the drink with some mango pieces in it. I could go
for one right about now. 
With a group of
six and growing (with babies, not new members) we realized that we had to set
some ground rules. This exchange cannot and will not be successful if we are on
different pages about it. Big take aways were: this a “me” time (so no kids or
husbands unless invited), always communicate with the entire group, act not
react, when the date/time is set it should become a priority for all (no
canceling if something else comes up), and no canceling unless a dire emergency
comes up. We understand that this is for fun and adding rules to things like
this takes away some of the fun, but we also understand and respect each others
time. This will just make it even that much better. *winky face* 
