Girls' Weekend is a very special time of year. It's a time of year when the women of my American Legion Auxiliary group get together at a campground and pretty much drink nonstop without the tiresome constraints of dignity or pants.

I plan on knitting without pants on, eating all the green jello-shots again (last year they were margarita flavored and surprisingly strong---a lesson I learned only after eating about a dozen.)

I also seem to remember an incident where my mother managed to almost drown herself in the freezing pond, and then two or three of us got stuck trying to wedge ourselves into a Little Tykes brand picnic table set.

I'm supposed to be packing right now, but I think I'll be OK. So far I have a bikini crammed into my tote, and some SPF 70, and my car is filled with V8 and nonperishable dry goods. What else could a lady need?