Monday, May 28, 2007

On why I love Fridays and friends

Ready to kick off a long weekend at our favorite bar, NotCarrie, NotCharlotte and I grabbed NotGraceful and headed down to Fredericksburg to meet up with a couple of NotCarrie’s other Not characters and imbibe in the ambiance of Spirits.

The stresses of the previous week melted away as we took advantage of $2 kamikazes and began sipping that first Jack & Coke. As is typical for Spirits, you stand around long enough and a random assortment of characters find their way to you. NotShorty (we’re talking 6’8’’ here, people) adopted our group early on. Finally, being the oldest in our group got me something as NotShorty swore he was at least 10 years older than everyone present. Shocked I was 31, I smiled as I took the drink as my prize.

Several drinks later, our flirt-o-meters were off the charts and the conversation (and night) took a turn for the interesting. Why don’t we do this “choose your own adventure” style? Which Friday night shenanigan do you want to read about?

- NotGraceful claimed you couldn’t get a hickie from biting, so I proved him wrong*.
- I turn around and NotCarrie had somehow wound up in a conversation that involved guessing what her cup size is.
- Me winding up tipsy enough to end up with my tongue in NotShorty’s mouth in the middle of the bar but not drunk enough to take him up on the ride home from his place the next morning.
- NotCarrie explaining to NotGraceful what steamrolling is in her front yard.
- Sticking my head out the window barreling down I-66 while kissing on the outside of the car.
- Losing both my flip flops and my cell phone as I attempted to ford a river.
- Strip poker until 5 am in the morning.

And that’s just my evening. Curious?


*Poor guy is still wearing a bandaid to work ; )

8 comments:

jo said...

can i be greedy and say all? sounds like a wild time!

Anonymous said...

and to think all I did last nite was bbq.......

Tbone said...

Wow...can I come next time? Sounds like a night with my gals...good times.

Anonymous said...

I'm with jo, but my faves would be I-66 and strip poker

NotMiranda said...

Jo - Why don't we start with I-66 and strip poker? Maybe I'll elaborate on the others in a bit (if others are interested).

When you're tipsy, sticking half of your body out the window of a car going 60-70 mph sounds like fun, and truth be told, it's pretty damn exhilirating. NotCharlotte, the driver, was none too happy. I was halfway out of the front passenger window and the other party was halfway out of the back window when we decided we should see if we could kiss. Definitely exhilirating, though he is not someone I would have kissed if sober.

As for strip poker, it really started with the fact that I got the bottom half of my jeans wet crossing the river. NotChar and I went back to NotGraceful's house, and I took my jeans off in order for them to dry. We were bored...there were cards...strip poker ensued. It should be noted that both NotChar and I decided we were allowed blankets for the game and that NotGraceful sat in a chair across the room. It was a very PG game of strip poker among friends who have happened to have kissed in the past.

CarmenSinCity said...

DAMN - good weekend. I'm impressed.

jo said...

hahaha! can't say i've tried those before... 2 down... more to go :P

Diva's Thoughts said...

My goodness!!! Talk about a wild evening.