Had dinner with my girlfriends last night. Two of them are dating dudes in touring bands, so it’s refreshing to get together and talk about boys and sex all night. (Or the lack there of)

Lindsey’s man is also in Canada so we shared our hatred of time zones and expensive phone calls. They’ve been talking on Skype because it’s cheaper. I may have to look into that…I mean Oprah uses it, so it has to be AAAMAZING!  ::shakes fists in air Oprah style::

They had ordered something similar to a Coronarita before I arrived, so by the time we were ready to leave our conversation could be heard loud and clear all the way in the bathroom.

Every time I go out with either set of girlfriends (I have two – there’s the party girls and the band girls) the conversation turns to sex and frankly, we have potty mouths – like ‘please remove your children from the room’ potty mouths. Like, ‘I can hear you yelling about ejaculation all the way on the other side of the bar’ potty mouths.

It’s always total relief to chat with Erin and Linz. As soon as I sat down, the first thing Linz said was – I never get to talk to Mike! And I was all ‘I never get to talk to B!’ They understand why it’s completely worth it to deal with all the touring stuff.

Speaking of rockstar girlfriends – Jessica and I had a genius brainstorm session over email today. We’re gonna make millions! (How amazing will our secret genius plan look on a resume?!!)