not with hens, but kitties

Dearest ______,

We, women, are a complicated lot: we over- think almost everything, we don’t make friends with each other as easily as boys do, we are at some point (or once a month) overly sensitive and emotional, et cetera.

Despite these eccentricities though, there are just moments when I’m amazed at how much women can be, well, amazing. Case in point: my Hen’s Kitties’ Night Out. AKA the Bachelorette Party.

Irene and Bea “fetched” me at Starbucks. The night before this, Angel and Maan texted me to do some “Homework” and bring an overnight bag. And that’s all that they said.
I was so anxious when I met them, I was sweating coffee out of every pore.

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