We’re a mystery, aren’t we girls? We love boys, oh, do we love boys, but they don’t understand us. We go to school and some of our teachers are so much fun, but they really don’t “get it.” And thank heavens for our parents, who let us live under their roofs, eat their food and sometimes even give us allowance, but most of the time even they don’t understand why we do the things we do.
One thing’s for certain: girls understand girls. We know exactly why once a month a chocolate binge is absolutely necessary; why we have to have that sweater even though it’s already hanging in the closet in three different colors. We know why it’s NOT okay to date our best friend’s ex-boyfriend and we know why sometimes… it’s just good to go out with the girls.
That song, “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cindy Lopper speaks to us when we’re bored. Only girls can understand why watching How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days is comforting when we’re lonely. And we know why belting out a little “That’s what makes you beautiful…” anthem by One Direction atop a bouncing mattress box-spring set in sweats and a t-shirt or dancing the Electric Slide to “Mean” by Taylor Swift with a hairbrush microphone and dad’s cowboy boots is perfect therapy.
We’re girls, we’re women, and most of all… without any words or explanations, we just get each other. And that’s why once a week, or month or every February 14th, it’s okay to ditch the men in our lives, strap on a pair of heels and go “dancin’ in the moonlight.” ‘Cause it’s good to be gotten. It feels good to be with those who understand us best, to sit around a table and talk about anything we want, or say nothing at all but giggle and squeal and share triple-fudge- chocolate-seven-layer cake.
So this Valentine’s Day, when you’re trying to determine what to do on Thursday night, whether you have a boy or not, remember your girls. Remember how much you need and love them. Recall how much you adore those cheesy chick flicks, how much you enjoy dancing around your room in your PJs and how important it is to be understood. Your girls get your mood swings, your Oreo and peanut butter obsession and your need to chill out in over-sized sweats and slippers. Remember the times you’ve cried together, laughed with each other and made up after silly little fights. Most of all… remember how much fun you have, just the girls, no boys allowed.