There aren’t many things that I will voluntarily wake up for on a weekend before 10 a.m., but an opportunity to romp around and brunch at Assembly Row (when it’s warm enough in February to not wear tights) with some gal pals is absolutely one of them. Especially when there was a time not that long ago that I didn’t have very many folks to do that with. Moving to a new city will do that to you!As a self-proclaimed people collector, I have a gaggle of friends. In fact, my tribe is one…