The Beginning of the End

In a rare but pleasant change of pace, DG and I met for the Oyster happy hour at Jax on Friday after work before heading home to the babies. DG loves the extra dirty martini's and I was having one of their house specialties of strawberry infused vodka with lemonade. They went down real nice.


Later on in the evening we met Erica at the Thin Man, a bar not too far from our house. From there we went to eat Pizza and have drinks at the P.S. Lounge, which is one of my favorite dive bars. Not only are they in the same building as the best pizza in town (Enzo's) but they also give roses to the ladies and free shots of Alabama Slammers to everyone in the bar, every time you go. LOVE that place. Filled with characters. Including the 42 year old woman who wrote her name on a napkin and insisted I come over and let her play with my hair for a wedding updo. No, she was not a hair stylist. She herself was in desperate need of a round brush. But her "vision" as she kept touching my pony tailed locks, was tendrils, french braids, and a lift in the back. I played along smiling, but french braids? French braids? I might as well play Van Halen all through the brunch too.

By 12:30, we took a cab ride home and our cabbie was only on his 2nd night on the job! Luckily he was with experienced cab riders. And the weather was so nice today, we put the sweaters on the dogs, and took a quick walk to pick up DG's car. The exercise proved to be good to clear our cloudy heads. Now for a glass of water and a nap.