Posted on May 7, 2012 by Amy @ Second City Randomness
Worst weekend EVER.
For reals. I couldn’t stand another minute with these girls.
Don’t let the smiles food you. This was the end of the weekend and we were sad. And tired. And hungry. Why were we smiling, again?
Ok, fine. That’s a lie. I love them.
Our wild night out. Don’t underestimate a large group of sexy girlies on a mission to make the weekend epic.
Truly love them.
After a delay and a seat buddy who reaked of vodka and was doing who knows what with his hands under the seat tray, I ran into the arms of Miss Kelly as soon as my flight landed in Washington DC on Friday afternoon. We were the last to arrive to the party going on at Kacy’s pad, but it didn’t take long until we sat down for dinner and endless bottles of vino.
Our first dinner out was at Neyla in Georgetown. We were able to snag an outdoor spot as to enjoy the crazy muggy weather.
When dining with friends from the interwebz, you’d think there’d be an awkward silence or two. There was only one. When we were stuffed in the back of a taxi in the 90-degree weather. And that was due only to the silent prayers we were all saying in hopes our build up of back sweat didn’t roll onto the person we were sitting next to/on. A necessity more than awkward silence.
We all went with some sort of eggs for brunch on Saturday. I think it was the desire for protein- after a long night of wine and lip syncing to Boys II Men, you need your energy back. Especially if you plan to meander the city for an entire day.
Our second dinner out was at Founding Farmers. A spot so popular, the only reservation we could get was at 4:45 in the afternoon. It’s unfortunate I didn’t also have my AARP card handy, huh?
If you don’t believe me, just ask our waiters/bartenders/neighboring restaurant patrons. The poor souls. Most who dealt with us were flushed with embarrassment.
We were all pretty satisfied with our decision to hit up Founding Farmers- the cornbread made me want to melt in a puddle of happiness on my seat.
Hmm. That sounds gross. But you know what I mean.
At Founding Farmers, I went with Chicken Spring Pie- one of their signature dishes. At about 5 minutes in, I exclaimed “oh my goodness, I’m going to eat this entire pie”. Who wouldn’t? It was chicken, spinach, and cheeeeeese. I think everyone would have been disappointed with me if I didn’t.
But I think that’s how it should be with our lil’ group. We’re opinionated and honest. Smart and sassy. A dangerously perfect combo of traits that made the weekend go by way too fast.
Another dangerously perfect combo is five girls and endless amounts of wine. The second night, after wandering aimlessly around the city all day and a large dinner that evening, we were spent. Every single one of us were satisfied with the idea of retiring for the night. So instead of glamming up and going out, we stayed in and opted for a night of wine, The Lion King, and hair braiding.
Yes, girls still do the hair braiding thing. And yes, Disney made several appearances in our weekend.
Since I was flying in, Kacy was lovely enough to supply pillows and blankets. You know you’re jealous of my Aerial blanket. Just admit it.
I imagine the next week or so will be spent rehashing some of the best moments. Like recruiting the door guy at a bar into our own personal bodyguard/shot provider. Or trying to explain to the adventurous man who infiltrated our group that his first line should not be “so I’m a lip gloss model”.
No seriously dude- don’t say that.
After that? Who knows.
I do know that right now I’m tired and sad the weekend is over.
Thank you goes to out to Kacy, Kelly, Jess and Steph. It was a lovely weekend of gossip, laughing, and 50 Shades references. I cannot wait until we cross paths again. Which will hopefully be planned and sooner than later. It’s been decided we are sister wives and I would rather not suffer too much separation anxiety.
Happy Monday, peeps. Let’s do it to it.
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