Smoke and tempura

So this whole time I've been wondering why I've felt like an outsider from the inner most circle of my girls night experience. I thought it was because I was on the outs with one of the main ladies who used to be my bestie. Well, that's not it. It all came crashing into focus tonight as I left girls night, party of 3....plus 1. Me and 2 other girls night attendants were just saying good night after almost choking ourselves out with smoke from our tempura experiment when so-and-so's boyfriend runs upstairs and hands off a tiny package to the other girl in attendance to give to her boyfriend. And then I get it.

Not only have I been benched in girls night because of my lack of atonement with said ex-bestie, in the process, the ladies' bf's have come into the picture, created their own boys thing, which then makes it a "couple's" thing because the girls have their boy toys to talk about and the room just got smaller for a single girl like me - who has no boy toy and who has no chance of becoming closer acquaintances with the girls' bf's because I have no bf to buffer my singleness from. Do you see where I'm going with this?

Now, I know this is a lot of over thinking...but that's not just smoke and tempura that's just how it is. That is the gospel on being the LAST single girl in girls night. Out of the girl circle, only to realize the line to get back in is a lot longer than I thought.