Sunday, March 30, 2008
Well I'd a Danced Like the Queen of the Eyesores
I think I'll do the Saturday Scavenger Hunt on Sunday again this week. The word this week is old. I suppose I could just post a pic of myself, but instead I'll post a dance party photo or two. I'm sure by now, these dance party pics are getting a little old. I'm not going to lie and tell you I'll never post another one, but maybe next time I do, it will be from a different location. Instead of the Dublin, we might get some shots of the state pool tournament in the Quad Cities in a couple of weeks. I don't play pool myself, but I'm all for being a mascot, or a cheerleader or whatever the hell I'm going to be for the Dublin Girl's pool team.
You might think it would get old ripping open the shirt of a guy who continually wears a snap shirt and forgets to put on an undershirt, but trust me, it's never not funny.
The theme this weekend, and probably every weekend, is how wonderful my friends are. They never get old. Especially when they call me on a Sunday morning and tell me to come over because they're making breakfast and nursing hangovers and talking girl talk and reading Cosmo aloud to each other on our friend's deck.
And food. Food never gets old - particularly when that food is bacon and cheesy eggs and hashbrowns and biscuits AND cinnamon rolls and fruit pizza....