It seemed for the first time in awhile two consistencies existed in my weekend. Unfortunately they were rain and a migraine. As Barbra Streisand once sang though, "
Nobody, no nobody is gonna rain on my parade!" With it being one Lauren Zeiter's Birthday and homecoming, how could it not be a parade?
- It seems Chavas is not your typical seat-yourself Mexican restaurant. Due to a line out the door while the rain was coming down, the much anticipated margaritas and queso will have to wait until a later date. On to the ol' reliable Llywelyn's.
- It may have been Civil War, a new cup game, that was to blame for my complete lack of productivity Saturday.
- The layout of The Social House remains questionable in my book. One thing is for sure though: Zeiter is their Friday night band's biggest fan.
- Is there a better way to make friends than sharing a cab to get to an ATM, only to find out is broken and have to be taken right back where you started? I doubt it.
- In the end my ride home would essentially be a sardine can.
- My Saturday morning was one long panic attack of not being able to get to a caffeinated beverage quick enough.
- I've never been so scared and relieved in my life as I was at El Paisano. It felt as complicated as it sounds.
- Looks like I'm 23 and still afraid of severe thunderstorms. Perfect.
- Few things are more fun to me than disrupting Brooke during her studies.
- Sunday Funday: St. Louis Hills Home Tour with the cousins and aunts. Umbrellas a must.
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