How is it that I go to bed before my 4-year-old?

Tell me this doesn’t just happen to me. Or at least lie to me. It’s a good thing I have a girls’ weekend about to begin to catch up on my rest.

I’ve of course named it “Girls Gone Wild”. There will be 12 girls. No kids. And lots of wine that we’re sneaking in because who can seriously afford more than one glass of wine at the Ritz? Not me.

I’m super psyched for a night with the gals. And I’m super excited to bring you my Girls’ Weekend themed Pinterest board.

What do these three pics have in common? Check out the board to find out. Jeez.

Now I must get back to stalking. I mean eating. I mean working. I mean shut it.