oh, college (weekend)

Well Hello, blogger friends!!! I don't know about everyone else, but it has been a CRAZY week... so hard to find the time to catch up with y'all!!!

My weekend was quite eventful... actually, exhausting. Far too much making party... but it was fun. But it's Tuesday Wednesday, and I'm still exhausted, and most definitely coming down with something. However, we had some a-mazing times. I think it was worth it... you guys can decide for yourself.

FRIDAY was my friend Digga's 30th Birthday Party, hosted at Q Cafe with a BLACK and WHITE theme (so much fun!!!). It was only $20 for 4 hours of OPEN BAR (yes, seriously!) with yummy food, cupcakes, kegs, wine, cocktails, and about 70 of his closest friends. Doesn't get much better than that!!!

Here I am with a few of my girlfriends:

Here's a better close up of my dress, which I found at Loehmann's for $49, marked down from $158. Score!!! :-) 

The open bar ended at midnight, so we all headed out to Rob Roy in Belltown. At this point there were still about fifteen people from the party, including my friend Jen, Ashley, Joe and I.

Well... umm... we closed down the bar. Good work. THEN four of us (Joe and I included) made our way to my apartment where we planned to crash... when it was like FATE.STEPPED.IN and we got in the elevator with four peeps who were heading to a CHRISTMAS PARTY on the 5th Floor at 2:15 AM. Anyone see where this is headed?

College Late-Night!!!!

Umm, yeah. Somehow I convinced Joe and our two guests that "we were invited" to this party on the 5th floor, and we should TOTALLY go... because OMG it would be fun. (For the record, we were NOT actually invited.) Umm yeah.... so we crashed a stranger's Christmas party. Seriously.

BTW remember I am wearing a party dress (we all were in Black Tie attire) so I'm feeling pretty fun. Did I mention I love dress up? :-) 

I promptly sit down around a table of 7 people... they are clearly like who the f* is this? And this little chihuahua jumps up in my lap... I'm not a little dog person, but the dog is more interesting than the people, and I'm flattered the dog joins me, so I'm petting it. Then some snatch-face chick (apparently toy dog's owner) doesn't like this, and desperately grabs the dog from my lap.

Snatch-Face: My dog does not like you.

Me: That's not what she told me... (REALLY, I said this!)

Snatch-Face: Well "Princess" is very particular..

Me: Well maybe you should stop treating your dog like a toy.

*awkward silence*

After that, things got much better. I actually made friends, haha... although I probably could have gone without trying to convince the host that he should let me go get Bondi...

"He's just right downstairs. I SWEAR you'll LOVE him, and he won't eat Princess!!!"

Finally around 5 AM everyone else started having a "Kumbaya" guitar session and apparently we were interrupting the peace and love jam... or something That is when we were escorted out, literally.

All in all, the fact that we crashed a party and weren't made to leave until almost 3 hours later... well I consider that a TOTAL WIN!!!! :-)

SATURDAY we had no real plans... one of our girlfriends came over and the Joe, her and I ended up going to get Brunch (around 2 PM!! does that still count?) at Buckley's. The Duke-Gonzaga Basketball game was on so there was nowhere to sit, except this one table next to a bunch of kids wearing Duke shirts who were "saving the table" in a packed restaurant for their friends that weren't there yet. (RUDE?)

Anyway, I'm not crazy for my alma mater, remember? But I thought, "let's not cause a fight now". So in my most sweetest hungover voice I said, "Does it make a difference if I went to DUKE?" And guess what, it did!! This shouldn't be a surprise, since Duke peeps are so.much.better. than everyone else. Whatever, I went with it... we got our table.

Well this is freakin' crazy: The guys in the Duke jerseys say they recognize me... asked me what year I was... etc. We went through the whole name-game (name-dropping: a favorite activity of Dukies..) Turns out my roommate Lucy and I "worked" their DTD progressive when he was rushing. Basically that means we dressed up slutty and hazed rushes... made them drink...etc.

Umm, I barely remember going to this party, but not only did this guy remember... he pulled up a freakin' picture of it on his iPhone. I kid you not!!!

Then these texts (not altered for grammar) transpired between 3 or so-mimosas deep me and my Duke roomie Lucy:

Me: Dude I'm at a bar for mimosas and brunch (at 3 ahah) and ust ran into a bunch of dukies that apparently live here and omg one of em said u and lucy worked my room at teh dtd party he was a rush 08. Apparently we made a lasting impression cuz he said u guys stayed awhile and then left to go to another party hahhahahaha
Lucy: hahahah yea we left to go to delta sig I think. can't believe we made such a lasting impression.

Umm, so I just found on Facebook, the pic the guy pulled up on his iPhone looked something like this...

...which I thought was hilarious and promptly showed Joe. PS - notice Bondi in the background? Yup, he has always come everywhere with me! :-)

Oh, college.

Anyway, the rest of the afternoon/evening continued to be very college, and went something like:
Pyramid Brewery. Airport trip to pick up sister (no driving for me though!). Pyramid Brewery, again. Crashing another Christmas party, except we were *kinda* invited this time. Playing Foosball - so much fun. Getting tipsy butt kicked at Foosball. Drinking a random concoction of Christmas beverages.. gross. Staying out way.too.late. again.

And then SUNDAY I went to the Hawks Game with my girl Ashley!!! She invited me and it was so.much.fun. The seats were ridiculously amazing, see:

It was an amazing time!! I will just say that, without any more details :-)

'Twas a very fun, very college weekend. But I think I have realized... much body is just too old for so many beverages and so little sleep.

what a weekend :-)

It feels like it's been forever since I've really blogged, so without further ado... I'll just jump right in with... with a DISCLAIMER that this is a pretty lengthy post.

Friday!!

Started the weekend off right with a 5:30pm Cross Fit workout. It was a benchmark "Nancy" which consists of:

• 5 rounds x [400m run & 15 Overhead Squats @ 65lbs] 

It wasn't pretty... but around 6:15pm I was drenched in sweat and feeling like I earned a DriNkY:-) I hurried crawled in traffic home to meet Joe for dinner and then we were off to the Noc Noc for pre-show drinks with friends. YuPPers... it was a SHOW NIGHT!!!

We snagged tickets to see Built to Spill at the Show Box at Pike Place - a real treat :-) BTS is an Idaho favorite that I first heard on the (only *cough*cough*) CD mix Joe made me, some 18 months ago now. I am a fan, and we all had an Amaaaazing time...

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The show wrapped up around 12:45am and I was sleeeeepy girlfriend. But I really wanted to be accommodating girlfriend, so I agreed to going up to Capitol Hill to meet up with two of Joe's college buddies.

So off.we.went in a cab, to some bar - I have no idea because I could barely keep my eyes open - where I struggled to stay awake. Joe apparently didn't notice sleeeeepy girlfriend though, because after we (and by we I mean they... I was no longer drinking because of aforementioned narcolepsy risk factor) closed down the bar, Joe wanted to go to his buddy's place to continue the party into the wee hours of the night.

Remember the whole "Late Night" thing we used to do IN COLLEGE???? Yeah, that's what Joe had in mind. Apparently accommodating girlfriend agreed, though I still cannot say with certainty that happened. It was really neither here nor there, though, because as soon as we arrived to our late night destination, sleeeeepy girlfriend was promptly down.for.the.count. I guess Joe had a good time though playing some game that involved pennies. I don't know. I was told we made it back to our bed by 4:30am!!! I was also told that sleeeeepy girlfriend is very hard to maneuver out of a cab and up 4 stories to where we should have been several hours prior.

I think there's a take home lesson here for accommodating girlfriend here... Just Sayin...

Saturday!!!

Saturday morning afternoon I wake up and can't find my Blackberry anywhere. I'm pretty annoyed about this, because I had been very careful about keeping everything in my purse (which I never usually bring out). Joe also is "mad at himself" for making us stay out so late, and for not being able to account for my BB. He insists he made sure it was with me when we left, so he calls the cab company to check, thinking it may have fallen out of my purse. Apparently they already have 3 requests for BBs and none found. LAME.

Well, around 2 PM we hear from Joe's college buddies and ***THEY.HAVE.MY.PHONE*** Hoorayyyy!!! So off.we.go. to Capitol Hill agaaaiiin to retrieve my BB. We meet college buddies for Bloody Marys (is the plural of Mary Maries? ha) and they seem oddly excited for me to get my phone back. When I turn it on I see why - they have left a lovely present for me as my new wall paper.

No, it is not appropriate to post on my PG-13 site. Yes, I did vomit a little bit in my mouth and promptly delete my mobile browsing history. Use your imagination :-)

Before we know it, it's TIME. We're off to meet Zach and Ashley at the Seattle Center to see Warren Miller's new Dynasty ski movie.

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It.was.amazing. I can't wait to go skiing now!!!!!!! Here's the trailer:

After Dynasty, we go to Jabu's Pub in Queen Anne for dinner. The food is delicious, but I think only because we are all starving. haha.

Then Joe, Bondi and I head out to my folks' place for a low-key night. I take a photo shoot of my mom and our family's dog Sophie with my newly rescued BB. One of  many:

Aaaand... obligatory shot: Bondi and me watching South Park:

Sunday!!!!

Lucky me!!!!!!!! My dear friend Ashley invited me to join her for the MLS Cup (that's major league soccer for those of you who don't know) at Qwest Field. The MLS Cup is like the World Series of baseball... the NBA finals of basketball.. and the Super Bowl of football.

IN THE CUP FINAL: Real Salt Lake vs. Los Angeles Galaxy (yup, that's David Beckham's team!!)

Before the game a group of us met up at Pyramid Brewery my favorite pre-funk spot in SODO no doubt because we know the bartenders :-)

L to R: Brian, Joe, Ty, me, Lucien, Ash

It was quite chilly out, so I decided to sport my very warm "Idaho" Hat  I recently bought at Value Village (don't worry - it was new). I have become quite attached to this hat... I would go so far as to say, it was the best $4.95 I ever spent. (I only mention this now because it is important soon.. very soon...)

Ash and me. And my "Idaho Hat"

Joe and me. And my "Idaho Hat"

Maybe you can see why I *heart* my Idaho Hat. Less than $5 people!!!!

Anywayyy... Ashley's tickets to the game were A-MAZING. We're talking about 5 rows up from the 50-yard line!!! They had lots of Bells and Whistles for the opening ceremony. Here are some pics:

Opening ceremony: Real Salt Lake vs. LA Galaxy

Opening ceremony MLS Cup

Fireworks at Qwest Field!!

 

Obligatory David Beckham shot. Whatever :-)

 

L to R: Brian, me, Lucien and Ashley. Awesome seats, eh??

So umm... I love soccer and all. But after regulation time was finished, I was hungry.. and I'm not going to lie.. I wanted a cigarette. (No smoking ANYWHERE at Qwest Field). I refused to pay for Qwest field overpriced crap so I left with intentions of grabbing a quick Veggie Dog (and smoke) outside and hurrying back in. As I was leaving the wanna-be Police Officer security guards told me there was no entry. At that point I had already decided. It.was.time.

So I marched off on my veggie dog mission, but arrived at my destination hot-dog vendor of choice, I discovered I had no cash. MAJOR FAIL!!!

It was time for PLAN B.

Hot-Dog Vendor told me how much he liked my Idaho Hat.

I told Hot-Dog Vendor his hat (a Seahawks beanie) was okay... but not as cool as my Idaho Hat. Then I told Hot-Dog Vendor I thought his veggie dogs were pretty awesome, though.

Hot-Dog Vendor offered to trade me his Seahawks beanie and a veggie dog for my Idaho Hat.

My head said NO. My heart said NO. But my stomach said YES.

MY STOMACH WON:

Hot-Dog Vendor (aka Bill) sporting my "Idaho Hat"

At least I got a scrumptious veggie dog out of it :-(

For real, peeps... I feel I made a very.bad.decision!!! If only there were trade-backs...

In all seriousness, I'm heading to Value Village ASAP.