Monday, July 16, 2007

The Quickest Way To Feel Like a Child Predator... and the rest of my weekend

Not too long ago, I used to be quite the party girl. A few months before The Mr. and I took the plunge, I stopped drinking a lot (because I went into psycho bride mode and thought, "hello empty calories!" and couldn't bring myself to consume too much booze). So I just reread the last sentence and realized it makes me sound like a wee bit of an alcoholic. I'm not nor was I ever an alcoholic.

Anywho - I met up with Beth and Suz at happy hour. I didn't really intend to drink much but something happened in the course of an hour. Someone yelled, "oh no - we only have 30 minutes until 2 for 1 is over! Quick! Stock up on your booze!" (okay, not those exact words but basically) and I got hammered. I arrived at the bar around 6pm and had to have The Mr. pick me up at 9pm because I COULDN'T STAND anymore. I also threw up in his car. And strangely, he still loves me.

Saturday was Rob and Jenny's engagement party and I didn't drink anything. Thank god! I saw what went into that scary Jungle Juice concoction. I think I would have died if I drank it. Here are some pics from the party. It was a luau theme and Megan & I spent way too much money on decor so we've decided that every party going forward will be a luau themed party.

Rob & Jenny. We made them wear luau gear:


A shot of some of the decor. All of the hostesses wore grass skirts and a flower in the hair. See the coconut cup Megan is drinking from? Its filled with Jungle Juice.


I love that Travis wore his most festive shirt.


Aw - a nice shot of the Baltimore girls.


One of the reasons I thoroughly enjoy parties at Megan & Marshall's house is that they have the best serving dishes and they make sure Dixie coordinates with the theme.


Zach and Ronny just adopted a mini dachshund puppy. She weighs 2.75 lbs!! Her name is Boogie.


No party would be complete without flip cup.


So, for whatever reason, I couldn't stop playing with my grass skirt. I kept poking people with it. The next series of photos is what I like to call, "Who's behind my skirt?"




So I guess you're dying to know the quickest way to feel like a child predator? Go see a kid movie ALONE. While The Mr., Geoff, Jamie, Theresa and others went to see Harry Potter (I told them all I'd rather stab my eyes out) - I went to see Ratatouille. Alone. Now - I've always wanted to see a movie alone just to say I did it. I really wished I would have chosen one that would have made me feel less creepy. The theater was PACKED with families. For a very long time people left the seats around me empty but it got to the point where it was too crowded and I was asked the dreaded, "Is this seat taken?" question followed by a look of pity like, "poor girl - she has no friends". Anywho - go see the movie! Its fab.

How was everyone else's weekend?

2 comments:

Scooter McFly said...
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Scooter McFly said...

(my previous comment was deleted due to a spelling error. eep.)

well, it looks like you had fun at the party. yay. glad to hear it. your 'who's behind my grass skirt?' photo montage was great ... reminds me of the 'i'm hiding in the bushes' you took of me on new years.

i can't wait until dateline airs the episode of 'how to catch a predator ... in a movie theater' starring you. omg. you'll be famous! hope you don't live near any schools or you'll have to move.

glad you enjoyed the movie. i think you should have come with us. you know ... marriage is all about sacrifice--and good sex in the beginning, slowly boiling down to mediocre sex then none at all ... but that's beside the point!--and you should have come to see harry potter with us. we missed you ... until the lights went down and the movie started. then everyone was like, "mrs. twink? mrs. twink who?"

great seeing you yesterday, tho! dinner ... us ... soon ... i don't care where ... hell, we'll be fancy and go to wendy's. whatever. it just needs to be done.

heart ya!