I think everyone agreed. Wow was the word for the weekend. I’m trying to figure out what I can say in public. This weekend was like driving a 4×4 at breakneck speed over rough terrain with one eye closed and a pint of tequila open in one hand. I’m wondering who got run over. And […]
I think everyone agreed. Wow was the word for the weekend.
I’m trying to figure out what I can say in public.
This weekend was like driving a 4×4 at breakneck speed over rough terrain with one eye closed and a pint of tequila open in one hand.
I’m wondering who got run over. And I think I knocked some fillings loose.
I’ll tell more story when I get things sorted in my head. But I met amazing people this weekend, had some fantastic times, drank way too much, kissed Ray, and I wish the weekend could have gone on and on.
Damn you! Damn you fun-having people straight to Hell!!!!
How’d my weekend turn out? Well, aside from being completely exhausted from work and family activites, the high point of the weekend was the lightning strike last evening that hit 50 yards from my house and fried my A/V receiver.
I need details. I need to leech some fun experiences from others, and quickly.
i KNEW you were going to kiss Ray!
i missed you kissing ray??? nobody tells me anything!
even though i was off celebrating the marriage of someone who’s been my real-life friend since 1978 (and i can’t possibly have any regrets about doing that) i’m still a wee bit sad i couldn’t make the party.
glad you all had so much fun…
I kissed you? Shit, I was aiming for Jessica K.
Somebody must have spiked my O’Douls.
It was dark.
Feeding Ray’s etouffee to you was a personal highlight of the weekend.
That sounds incredibly dirty.
And the whole time I had to myself!
That’ll teach me to offer to wash dishes.
er, that should say “feed myself”.
coffee coffee coffee……
I am a bad bad girl for not helping with the dishes. I must be punished.