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But, but… I don’t want it to be over

I don’t even know quite where to begin.  The weekend was amazing, which I’m sure you could assume, but it really was so.much.fun.  One of my favorite things about this group of girls, is there was no worrying about “omg what if we don’t all get along” before the weekend started.  I knew on an individual basis that I got along with each one of them, so I figured bringing us all together could only make it better.  I was right.

This is Sunday. The only makeup on my face was remnants of Saturday’s, and I was tired, hungover and hungry. And sad.

Since I live out in the burbs of DC and not within walking distance of a metro stop, Kacy was kind enough to kick her bf out of their apartment for the weekend and house us all.  I really enjoy a good sleepover, so I was more than willing to trade in my bed for an air mattress for two nights.  I picked Amy up from the airport at a little before 5, and then the two of us drove into DC to Kacy’s apartment together.  I only ran one red light and blew through one stop sign in the process, and we made it in one piece, although I think Amy was more than ready for a drink by then.  Sorry I almost killed you, twice.

Amy and I were the last to join the party, so we were greeted by wine buzzed girls and hugs all around.  After a super quick change and some freshening up, we were out the door to head into Georgetown for our 7 pm dinner reservations at Neyla.

It’s like they knew to put us in a corner away from other patrons

4 bottles of wine really make the conversations interesting… and loud

After dinner we stayed in the Georgetown area, and walked down to the waterfront to one of the outdoor bars to more thoroughly enjoy the evening.  The best part about the G-town waterfront area is the boats that dock there to party on the weekend nights.  The men are always… interesting, and will try to no end to get you on their boat with them.  I personally have no interest in being abducted by strange men with boats, so we stayed on dry ground.  However, mocking said gentlemen endlessly while they tried to hit on us was quite amusing.  That’s what you get when you lead with, “so I just booked a lip gloss commercial!” Don’t try to redeem yourself after that by saying, “Oh, I’m one of the girls too.”  Just no.

I mean, who wouldn’t want this group of ladies at their boat party?

We stayed out way later than my usual curfew, and continued the party once back at Kacy’s with obligatory late night za, singing and dancing.  And more wine.  I don’t know who had that idea,  but I should have punched you on Saturday morning.

“Can we go back to the days our love wassss stronggg…”

Saturday morning was a struggle, I refrained from chugging the water I wanted for a few hours to make sure there was no danger of puking, and then fully stuffed my face with an omelet and potatoes to aid recovery.  Eventually we made it from Chinatown down to The Mall area where I met up with my kickball team for our game.  I’d be lying if I said I didn’t spend the majority of the game laying on the ground, because aside from the one inning I played in the outfield and my one at bat, that’s what I did.  Oh well, we were fully stacked and I wasn’t needed anyway.

After a quick change out of my kickball clothes, in a public restroom where I tried desperately to not touch anything, we were on our way to continue our adventures.  We all really wanted to eat at Founding Farmers, so when a 4:45 reservation was all they had, we said the hell with it and took it anyway.  Early dinner is the way to go after a big breakfast anyway.

A little “hair of the dog” finally made us all feel human again… or that could have been the corn bread…

I think I’ll save the food for another day, as this is getting quite verbose already.  After dinner, we checked another “girls weekend” task off our agenda and did some shopping.  I did some damage in Zara before heading back to Kacy’s apartment for an evening of wine, more gossip, and the Lion King in yoga pants.  It was perfect and just what we all were in the mood for after an eventful Friday and 22,000 step filled Saturday.  (Kacy is doing a walking challenge at her work and informed us all how much we walked thanks to her pedometer).

By the time I finally made it back to my house late yesterday afternoon I was ready to get in my bed and never move again.  So that’s pretty much what I did.  It was a fabulous weekend with fabulous ladies, and I can’t wait to do it again.  Smooches girls!

What a Weekend

After tons of family time this weekend, I was more than ready to spend the majority of my day yesterday alone and relaxing to wind down the weekend.  Then I realized how absolutely gorgeous it was outside, and pulled my shit together and joined my roommates in Clarendon for an afternoon of beer drinking in the sun.  I got home around 8:30 last night, and immediately crawled into bed until it was bedtime around 11.  Let’s back up to the beginning though.

After a typically slow Friday afternoon at work, I decided to take 2.5 hours of vacation and call it a day at 2:00.  My mom, aunt, and sis were already in town and bugging me to come hang out with them before dinner, and so I did.  We headed out into Clarendon for pre-dinner drinks and Boulevard Woodgrill before moving on to our 6:45 dinner reservation at American Tap Room.  It was a wonderful evening that we capped off by doing some wine induced shopping at Lululemon and Ann Taylor.  I picked up this adorable new workout top, while my mom, sis, and aunt all got some things at Ann Taylor.

Saturday started bright and early, way too early for the amount of wine that was consumed on Friday night if you ask me, and my sister and I met back up with the fam (now joined by another aunt and uncle) for a day of sightseeing downtown.  You know what’s annoying? Having to get 4 people metro cards while trying to make a train arriving in two minutes.  We missed the train and ended up waiting for a good 20 minutes for another one.  We made it to our brunch reservation at Distrtict Chophouse about 30 minutes late, and I was more than ready for a mimosa and food by then.

After brunch, the 6 of us headed over to the Spy Museum for some culture and fun.  I really enjoyed the museum, but I think I would have liked it more on a Tuesday afternoon when it was less crowded.  It was hard to really take advantage of all the things it had to offer when there were so many people around.  My sister and I eventually found ourselves separated from the group and enjoyed the museum together.  Most amusing was this mug I thought about buying Dar for his birthday.

He didn’t see the humor in it that I did.  Oh well.  After we all made it through the museum, our adventures continued with a walk down to The Mall. My aunt had never seen the Jefferson Memorial up close, so we strolled down to the Tidal Basin to take a look and see if the Cherry Blossom’s were blooming yet.  FYI, they’re not.

Then it was back to the metro to head to the hotel for a quick outfit change before our dinner in Georgetown.  My aunt and uncle treated us all to dinner at their favorite place, Neyla.  I was a little apprehensive about the meal at first, as I’m not a very adventurous eater, but I ended up loving it!  We ordered an array of appetizers, and for my meal I went with the Chicken Shish Taouk and was happily surprised.  I told the roommates we’d have to go back and check it out again when it’s warm enough to sit outside.

It was a long and exhausting weekend that left my feet and lower back aching, but I’m glad we had good weather and got to explore DC.  Now I just need to get my sis out to Wisconsin and show her that it’s not too bad…

Happy Monday!