What a weekend!?! This past weekend was great. It was my friends birthday and even though the weekend was non-stop it was relaxing. We started by building up the hype all week long at work via e-mail chattin up where we were going and what we were going to wear...
Well our original plan went nowhere when the club we were planning to go to wound up to be closed. :) No problem. Instead we went to this hole in the wall bar that could have passed for one right off the beach of Mexico if there had been sand on the floor. It was a lot of fun dancing to music I didn't know and with guys I didn't know but mostly because they didn't expect anything from me. We closed the place at 2:30am and made the 40 minute drive back to my friends house where we decided we were hungry and needed to have breakfast. We drove 20 minutes to the nearest Denny's where I met Phyllis (my friend is on a first name basis with all his drunken nights) who gave us free desert at 4am. I
t was great, by the time we got back to her house it was 4:30. My guy friend and I fell asleep for about two hours before he got up not feeling well, of course being the friend I am I got up to make sure he was okay. Well we got back to bed a half hour later and slept another two hours before we woke up at 8:30am and talked for an hour about the night before and debated legalizing Marijuana. It was fun, his phone rang and the three of us, my guy friend, the birthday girl, and myself got up to go for a four hour float on tubes down the river. While they took showers I went for a run. It was perfect...
We hit the door at 10:30am stopped at the store and were on the river by 1pm. The four hour float was so relaxing... we hung out with the guys and just enjoyed the sun, the water, and the company. By the time we got back it was 5pm, I came home caught a quick nap and then hung out with my sister and her boyfriend. We watched two movies, "Along came Polly" and "The Aviator". (Recommend both just for fun)
Well at about 11:30pm my football boys called so I got ready in 20 minutes and hit the door for this funky bar called Casey Moore's. It was fun, stayed there about an hour before hitting a house party... So I showed my face then hit the road for home, arriving about 2 am. I knew I wouldn't be able to get up in the morning to go hiking. My professor friend called at 7am Sunday, I was ready to go, but when I told him about my night he said it wasn't a good idea to do this hike tired... we postponed and instead I rearranged and cleaned my room. Oh but the weekend wasn't over... my football boys called again and I hit the door Sunday night... What a great weekend! Who needs a boyfriend... they only take up your social time, unless he can keep up. :-)
