Going Mongolian

This sweet group of friends from my church make me their excuse to get together when I am in town. Some are new friends, some are old friends, they are all special. We all met at a Mongolian Grill restaurant. We had a little lesson in how to build our bowl of food. Meat first. Veggies on top. Then spices.

Isn't she cute?! MA was forced to invite me to a girls' sleepover because I was the new girl in town when we were in 7th grade. (She denies this, but I know it to be true.) I, of course, had to be the class clown, so I jumped off her house's balcony and broke my toe. I know, very cool of me. Many kids and many countries later, we are still friends.

This was where they grilled our food, mmmm! There's just something so girls-night-out-ish about men cooking our food, while we sit and discuss life.

I had a SUPER time! We stayed out til nearly 11PM...that's right, suburban moms. Just crazy!