Last Friday was one of those rare work days for me that was actually entirely full of work. I got up in the morning, went to a client’s, worked on their shit for four hours, went through a drive thru and got some food, went into the office, and worked for another 2 hours and then went home. Okay, so the math there shows that I obviously didn’t start my work day until 10:30am and left work before 5, but the sheer consistency still left me exhausted. You have to remember most of my work days involve me getting up, drinking some coffee for a couple hours, working on some website stuff, checking up on servers, monitoring backups, and answering the occasional e-mail. To be out of the house an entire day is… weird.
So Friday night, Meghan & I stayed in, ate pizza and watched TV.
Saturday morning we slept until almost noon. Meghan had had a pretty rough work week as well (and for her that actually means something), so we deserved it. Plus we needed to rest up for Saturday night, since Meghan’s sister was taking us out for dinner. So after an afternoon of… umm… watching tv… we headed out with Melissa & Mark to Barrio downtown for tequila shots and tiny food. It was a fun place and I confused everybody by refusing offers of food. Honestly, I just wasn’t that hungry. The food was delicious, but beer was more delicious. So is their cocktail known as “The Good The Bad & The Ugly”, which is tequila and cinnamon soda. After dinner, we decided to move the party next door to The Local, and enjoyed some more fine brews. Then we got the idea to go out to Hamel to Inn Kahoots, which is a local bar there that Tish frequents. So we picked up Tish on the way and then proceeded to shoot some pool, shoot the shit, and drink some more beer. Or, in Tish’s case, rum & coke. Or, in Melissa’s case, just Diet Coke, since she was the designated driver. And a good thing, too, since she got pulled over right outside the bar on the way home. The cop thanked her (quite profusely, I thought) for being a responsible citizen and carting our drunk asses around. He even declined to cite her for his completely bogus charge of forgetting to signal when she changed lanes.
Obviously, we had a good time. This night of revelry was in celebration of Meghan’s birthday, by the way, since we were in Chicago on Meghan’s actual birthday and Melissa wasn’t.
Sunday, we spent the day waiting around to watch the Vikings game. Then we watched the game and wished we’d done something more productive. Oh well.