This year, we met in New Orleans, LA for a four day weekend. One of us couldn't make it (the past decade has been dotted with pregnancies, babies -- those things that keep you home) but she will always be there in spirit.
For four days, we regressed. Counseled. Laughed. Cried (that was only me, I think) and of course sang, danced and caroused until the wee hours. We are a lot of fun, doncha know.
These are my besties.