Wow I am spent. My bleeding edge lifestyle is catching up with me, and quick. We started our weekend about Tuesday last week. I went out with a few guys from work, for a standard issue “going away” gathering. We went to Buffalo Wild Wings, which I actually kind of like, although I rarely actually go there. Then on Wednesday, we went out with the girls that rent the house next to us. Two of them were celebrating their big 24th birthdays, so we met them down at the ‘Sider for happy hour. Apparently when you’re 24 you have a different concept of “Happy Hour” though. We take it as a rather literal translation; 4-5 o’clock, or 5-6, maybe 4-6 if we’re feeling particularly energetic. They seem to translate it into more of a “Happy Evening” or something along those lines. We took Thursday off and rested up, and then Friday night the same girls had a party at their house. We figured since they were going to be outside being all rowdy and generally disturbing the peace, we might as well head on over and have some fun. Sort of the “If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” tact. Luckily their parents were there, so we had somebody to relate to. I think their parents were actually a bit older than us, but I didn’t want to ask and find out differently.
Saturday was yet another party. There was a benefit in Liberty supporting autism, so I went uncover with the Red Buffalo BBQ team and helped them cook the food for it. Luckily it didn’t rain for once, so all we had to contend with was the 30 mph wind gusts. I pretty much spent the entire day up there, cooking and enjoying the day. The benefit started around 5:00 so that kept us busy for a while, but after everybody ate we enjoyed the party for several hours. It was a “casino night” theme, but the only betting we did was on the mice races. If you’ve never seen those, they just had this big plexiglass box, and they put in a bunch of mice and see which one reaches the end first. It was definitely a hit; mostly with the “10 and under” crowd. Not sure what that says about me… They had a big silent auction too, but I got outbid on everything I wanted. I was particularly keyed in on a “weekend in Omaha” package, but my boss’ little girl outbid me. I was gonna drop the hammer on her, but wimpy Doni said I should let her win it. So, I let her have her stupid ol’ trip. I stuck my tongue out at her when nobody was looking though.
Sunday was my “down day.” Ran out of gas. Down for the count. Rest and recovery. I watched football all day, and that’s about it. I did mow the front yard, which took about 15 minutes, so I guess that counts for something. And, since I was on the PC all day watching my fantasy football teams anyway, I put together some pictures from the American Royal finally.