oh the weekend...

so this weekend was super fun. friday night was all about the bowlester and stephie. we got all dolled up and went to a nice dinner at portobella...so yummy, and met a really cool waitress who we def ran into the next day at dillards. anyways, so we figure we will go to seville and grab a table at the piano bar since we will be there really early (like, 9:30) and just chill and have a good time. well, we forgot completely about mardi gras and oopie bears it is packed!!! there are literally floats dropping people off at seville. so interesting. so we get hit on by married men (who are visiting for golf and urge us to go talk to their senior citizen FATHERS so we can drink all night for free), enlistees (one soooo wasted, but both soooo young), and older guys. big problem when we decided to go to bathroom; we should've never left our bench in the corner. first, i get way-laid by randar chicagoans, then we run into j, with whom carrie and myself sufficiently stick our feet in our mouths, and finally, we end our night meeting and hanging out with a 35 year-old (carrie's old man factor hit the limit) and a 29 year-old. neato. they actually held a pretty decent convo, but i took pictures i don't remember taking and went from fine to hammered in about 2 seconds flat (love that vodka red bull).

saturday was so much fun because it involved shopping, dinner with dad, and hanging out with TNB. so chill, so fun.

that's it. i thought about all these fun things to write about last night while laying in bed with TNB but now i have forgotten them. going to a rascal flatts concert with him in a few hours...should be fun.