Linda Travels While I Dine, Day 2

When I got home from Julie and John’s dinner, I had a message that Linda had called. I kicked off my heels and sat on the bed to return her call.
"I just wanted to let you know that I got here alright and am checked into my room. How was your evening?" She sounded so innocent, almost as if she had forgotten that she had sent this lamb to slaughter (ok, it wasn’t that bad after all.). I told her about Julie’s call (as if she didn’t know!) and having to stop at the grocery store on the way over there. She asked me details about my shopping experience, telling me that she knew that I could do it without any problems. We talked about dinner and how John had acted, and that it had been an enjoyable evening after all. The call was short as she was tired from driving and had to get up early for her meeting. As we were about to hang up she quietly mentioned "I found the little present you packed for me (the vibrator). That was very thoughtful of you. I will be sure to put it to good use soon." We said our goodnights and I slipped into a nightgown for bed.
I really didn’t have anything planned for the next day, so after a leisurely breakfast and show, I dressed in a blue blouse and black skirt, slipped into black pumps with a modest heel, put on my face and hair, and set about straightening up the house. I had done the heavy cleaning the previous weekend so I didn’t have much to do to get everything in order. I was just getting ready to sit down and take a break when there was a knock at the door. Panic momentarily set in as I pondered what to do. A sneak peak from behind the curtain allowed me to see that it was my mother-in-law "come a’calling". What was she doing here? What should I do? Then I realized that this was most likely Linda’s doing, that she had informed her mother that I was home alone, much the way she had let Julie know the night before. Reluctantly, I opened the door and let her in.
Yes, Linda had mentioned to her that I was alone, and she had decided to come over and spend some time with me. She gushed over my appearance and how natural I looked in the outfit, "just like a housewife waiting for the return of her husband". She asked me what I had planned for the day, to which I reluctantly informed her that I had nothing planned (I guess I wasn’t thinking too quickly on my feet that morning). She said that she happened to know that Julie was also without plans, so why don’t we go visit her. Before I could say anything, she was scooping up my purse and pushing us out the door. So for the second day in a row I was finding myself outside in broad daylight dressed as Beverly.
When we got to Julie’s, she was dressed similarly to, that being a nice blouse and skirt combo. I happen to know that Julie doesn’t go around dressed like that at home during the day, so I knew that the two of them had planned this little get-together. Julie informed us that she didn’t have anything to serve us for lunch so ‘Mom’ (on the drive over she insisted that I call her Mom while we were together with Julie, as she felt like she was spending time with her daughters) suggested that we go out for lunch. Once again, this time over my ignored protests, I found myself be hustled out the door on another feminine adventure. Fortunately, Julie selected a small, quaint little bistro with maybe 10 tables at most... a perfect informal meeting place for the ladies who lunch. All I needed was a big brimmed hat and white gloves to make it really perfect. It really was a neat experience as I was treated respectfully as another lady by everyone the entire time. And the real topper was when Julie escorted me to the ladies room before leaving. While in there she told me how much fun she was having, how much she enjoyed me this way, and how she felt like I was becoming her second sister. Wow!
We concluded the perfect girls outing by stopping at the cinema to see "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2". Yeah, I was one of the girls now! We laughed, gossiped, told shameless stories, and they even got me to ‘check out some guys’ while driving home. I asked them in for coffee before sending them off with hugs and a promise to do this again. ‘Mom’ left with a suggestion that next time we should invite my sister and mother to join us so that they could get to know Beverly like they were.
Something to think about I guess.