Did you see that?

I love people watching.

I especially like people watching at new and strange places where alcohol is involved. The true crazies always come out in places like that.

Take for example my Saturday night out at the new piano bar in town with our close group of friends for one of my bestie's birthday. It was a great evening that ended with 4 of us mildly intoxicated on a mission to satisfy our hankering for pizza (who's Saturday night doesn't end this way?)

Granted my group of friends is perfectly capable of making our own fun but it was the people we observed while there that really made the evening.

Let me sum it up in a simple mathematical equation.

Alcohol + Piano Tunes + 10 bachelorette parties = One funny evening

Some of the women we observed were just too funny not to write about.

Crazy Women:
#1 - a middle aged woman who felt compelled to dry hump every man that dared walked by her table (although she did seem to pay particular attention to one guy)

#2 - a 20-something blonde girl who was never without a drink, wore hot pink sunglasses all night, high heels, a too short balloon mini-dress and would randomly stopped dancing to strike a pose.

#3 - another middle aged woman who hurriedly ripped off the bar t-shirt she'd been sporting and inadvertantly removed her slip dress as well in the attempt.

#4 - a 20-something bride-to-be who had an unhealthy obsession with a banana.

#5 - Drunk bachelorette's with penis accessories: a Glitter penis headband, a light-up penis necklace, penis name tags.

#6 - the same middle aged woman in #1 hiking her skirt up, laying on her back on the stairs, leg pumping to the song and flashing half the bar.

#7 - Numerous women (and men) sporting bar slogan bumper stickers on their chests, legs, backs, heads and butts alerting passer-byers of their availability. Demonstrated here by my bestie:

It is also important to note that the above picture is the last known shot of my bestie as a single woman.

Her boyfriend of 4 years asked her to marry him the next morning (finally).

I see another trip to this bar, sporting our own penis bobber headbands in our future.

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Peanuts and Cracker Jacks

(Me and the husband)

Webster's dictionary defines "Quip" as: a witty or funny observation or response usually made on the spur of the moment.

Case in point: Saturday night. The husband's 27th birthday get together at the local AAA baseball game with our closest friends. The game was a blow out, 10 - 5 Durham, with the opposing team scoring 4 runs in the first inning. As devastating as this was, we managed.

The terrace was rented private, the beer was paid for, the wings and traditional ball game food was hot and good, and someone had brought a camera. The queen of drunk, humorous, random statements had brought her "A" game and had all of us laughing, even the waitress. Who we secretly think wished she had been assigned to another table.


(Erin and Ashley)

"I am the world's best drunks" - Erin


(Me and Erin, posing)

"You know what we need? Shots! Waitress bring us shots." - Erin
"Well, because it's late, you can have a shot of whiskey, whiskey and...whiskey" - Waitress
"Whiskey it is, 3 please" - Erin
"No, no whiskey, you don't know where any of your hair ties are" - Joe


(Erin and the orange)

"Oh look, the special Olympic people are spelling out O-H-I-O" -Erin
"No honey, they are singing Y-M-C-A" -Joe
"Oh damn, I spelled it wrong" -Erin


(Ashley and Matt)

"Ok, what did I miss?" -Tommy
"I don't know, I wasn't paying attention." -Me
"Stop talking about shopping and pay attention we're at a ballgame for christ's sake!"
-Tommy


(Joe and Erin)

"Do you know how awesome it would be to mow that grass? (the ball field) I should get a part time job here" -Erin



"How in the world do you score that many points?" -Erin
"Erin, honey it's runs not points" -Me
"Runs, points, touchdowns, whatever" -Erin
"Oh my god, she's going to give me an aneurysm" -Joe


(Joe needing more beer)

"Dude, we suck" -Joe

"Honey give the players a break, maybe they're having a bad day, Oh! I know this song...

do, do, do, do, do, do, charge! [pumping her fist high in the air]

"Ok honey, what were we talking about?" -Erin


(Erin and Joe)

"Sarah, get together with Terry, I want to take your picture" -Me
"No, I'm eating." -Sarah
"She doesn't do pictures, but you can take my picture" -Terry


(Terry, with Sarah in the background)

"Steal home dude! We're gonna score Joe, we're gonna finally score!" [screaming like an giant idiot] -Tommy

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Photo recap

With my absence last week for business related travel, I wasn't able to post about Tyler's 2nd birthday. The weather was gorgeous out at the lake. We couldn't have asked for a better day!

My little man is 2....

Eeeek!

Holy crud where did the time go, soon he'll be shaving and stealing the car keys!

Ladies lock up your daughters! Well, soon at least.

I thought I'd some post photos from his birthday party.



Tyler quietly, patiently waiting with great-grandma for us to quit singing and blow his candle out.

Ummmm....cake [drooling]




Apparently he only wanted the bulldozers on top, not the cake.

This is NOT my son.



Screw cake, lets open presents!



"oooh waazz at"




After a few too many juice boxes, the guest of honor let his inner wild child out.

On Mother's Day, the husband had to leave early for work, so Tyler and I decided to walk down to Creekside for some ice cream and some duck feeding. The ice cream was tyler's idea, honest....








Apparently he didn't want to share the goldfish with the ducks. Go figure.

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