Saturday afternoon was...
coffee at Julius Meinl.
brunch at Southport Grocery.
Hash with mushrooms and eggs and sour cream.
I picked around the peppers.
Waiting forever for the check and being told that we just had to go up front.
Even though they brought a check to the people next to us.
we swear.
Buying pink sprinkles.
a giant blow up of a drunk guy drinking beer at kinkos.
Saturday night was...
Ron's birthday party.
Rum and cokes.
Ron taking a piece of cake with no fanfare.
Ron's tongue turning blue.
A guy telling me the same story about his nickname three times in ten minutes without realizing it.
A guy throwing up and using my coat as a blanket.
Sunday night was...
24 premiere!
Veggie lasagna.
putting together the sky.
Jack wielding an Ax!
Monday was...
baking.
Heather was perplexed by the fact that you could bake a cake without a box of cake mix.
my cake fell apart so we smooshed it together.
And then I covered it in pink frosting.
And then I covered it in pink sugar.
And then I covered it in pink pig sprinkles.
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