Momma was tired and crashed around 9:30. She told me to go out. So I did. This is us hanging out at Brenda's before we head out. Brenda had had a few and really liked my glasses so we took some pictures.
Sambucca shot in a measuring cup. This may have been the one that Brenda stated "is going to kick me in the teeth" She was done. And this is the last picture I have of Friday night. But we went out to Pete's, danced our butts off, ate some pizza that Brenda in turn got angry at and threw to the ground. I was home early.SUNDAY NIGHT! Pre-bar bowl of cereal. Moosehead on the side. George kept trying to get at my milk so I had to keep on the move while eating.
Cab ride to the B. Chloe and Brenda.
Tim, Brenda, and I. It was supposed to be a picture of just The two of them but I jumped in it. Jess got her arm in there too.
We got bored of the bar. Brenda wanted poutine so we hit up Northface. We heckled them to make it really big with lots of cheese and fries and gravy.
This is what they came up with. A Sloppy Poutine. It was fucking amazing. We completely devoured it.
Then we made our way back to Brendas. On the way she decided she wanted to make cupcakes. We didn't make cupcakes because there were no cupcake pans but we did make a fucking delicious cake.
Brenda LOVES milk. And she drinks it thick. Like 3.25%. Groady.
Mmm.
We licked the shit outt've the bowl. And I got it on my hand. Apparently it caused me to make this face.
Jess, on the "rubbish bin" as she puts it. And Tim. They found us. Making cake.
We left Brenda in her pyjamas, eating golden grahams and chilling with George.
So, the pictures don't really depict quite how much fun all three of these nights were but it gives you an idea. Sorry it took me so long to update. I'm lazy and get sidetracked.
I have an interview at 2 today. Work 3 till 11 and then I'm going camping. Busy busy busy. But I love it.
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