It was time to blow off some steam so Jenster and I went out to The Gaslight, Molly Malone's was too crowded, on Friday while the boys were at band practice. We had some "beers" together and talked about how many girls were actually at the bar. Usually there are a ton of dudes at gaslight and girls are hard to come by, but not this time. We also saw a little baby at the bar; and by little I mean a couple of days old. Why would you bring a new born to the bar. Just stay home and have your friends over; that's a little soon to have a baby out in my opinion, but then again I'm not a mom. Jenster knew who the child belonged to too. Ask her all about it next time you see her. The boys met us for a drink after practice, but Teed couldn't stay long because he needed to get home to Mo. He was in one of his Teed moods too, but couldn't do anything about it.
Saturday morning Ando and I, along with my parents, went to look at our first reception hall. It was awful! I am pretty sure nothing has been done to the place since the early '80's. The sign on the front is airbrushed and the inside had some nice mint green sponge painting. I didn't like it at all; we need to keep looking.
After my lovely reception experience I had to go to work. Not at all what I wanted to do on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. And to top it all off it was lacrosse. I hate taping lacrosse I just want to poke my eyes out. The only thing to make it a little better was the fact I got to work with Macho Max, formerly Markerena in the blog; he wanted his name changed so there it is.
After a not so good day I needed to go out again and have a good time; Teed was still in his
Since we were all drunk, including Jenster, that made it a White Castle night. It was Jenster's idea too and Teed seconded it of course. We all got some sliders and tried the new chicken italiano sandwiches, they weren't that good by the way. While we were in the drive thru I climbed in the back seat to have some fun with Teed, who was sitting in the middle seat to be closer to Jenster, and Jenster. Ando was none too pleased, but that is what you have to expect when everyone else is drunk and you are driving. Finally a night out to have a good time with no cares in the world.
Did I mention it was track jacket night, I think I forgot.
Today's discussion: nothing new; where should our reception be. Hopefully this will be answered this weekend.
4 comments:
no pictures of the craptastic reception hall?
andy was pissed? i couldn't tell. he should've ordered more chicken italianos.
Some Picture just for you CB!
i wasn't pissed. i'm not sure where that came from.
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