My weekend of being a party girl kicked off with bolwing Friday night and I had the most strikes of the season--finally found my mark! I also got "hung" 3 times (which is when everyone on your team gets a strike in a frame except for you) and had to buy rounds of shots each time. Normally a late night out wouldn't be a big deal, but we had to get up early Saturday for the boys' basketball tournaments.
Mr. D and I took Mr. G and Mr. T respectively to their games and nourished ourselves with concession stand popcorn. Then my dear friend J had a birthday weekend, so after T's basketball tournament I hustled over to a little hole-in-the-wall bar to help celebrate. This bar had one of my favorite beers on tap. And there were more shots. I'd just reached the point of acceptance that another night out would be a lot of fun (thinking I could let Mr. D drive ME home for a change, cowgirl up everybody!) when I suddenly remembered that I'd promised to babysit the neighbor kids! That night! What time was it? Holy crap! That thought sobers a girl right up (plus some eggs and toast) and I wound up the 2nd shift responsibly keeping watch over a small (and cute and cuddly) flock until midnight.
Sunday morning Mr. D took Mr. G back to finish dominating at a basketball tournament. I took the balance of our tribe to church, then home to get ready for an evening at LAMBEAU with another couple. Of course this meant heading to another little hole-in-the-wall bar in a snowstorm, more beer, more shots, a terribly greasy hamburger and deep-fried sides. (Cowgirl up! It's Packer Sunday!) After a few hours of sweating indoors beneath jeans and thermal underwear, we added a couple more layers of clothes and made our way to the stadium to watch the Packers beat the Lions. They didn't look too impressive last night, but at least Crosby got his mojo back. And believe me, a winter night at Lambeau with the wind swirling flakes like a snowglobe is pretty darn magical, even if your team isn't playing their best game. Plus Will Ferrell was there and came out to sing along during "Roll out the barrel." Will Ferrell!
We got home around midnight again and I woke up today vowing to eat salad and drink lots of water and stay home at night for at least a week. My cheeks are chapped from cold, my throat is dry from salty food and my head is tired from not enough sleep. We sure had fun, but now I'm good for a while. This cowgirl needs a break.