1. I am awed by the fact that a cross-section of friends can be brought together for a weekend, and despite not having known one another previously, leave feeling like long-lost sisters. What a testament to Roxy and the company she keeps... Her friends from childhood, high school and Georgetown Law are all amazing!
2. I have new-found respect for all "mature" 20-somethings. (Mature being those of us who are on the crest of leaving our "2's" and heading into our "3's".) Who knew we still had the cocktail capacity to carouse until after 5:00 in the morning, not one, but two nights in a row???
That being said, let the recap begin...
We kicked things off with Mexican Fiesta meets lingerie party. Some of Rox's friends from high school managed to import food from her favorite restaurant in Munster, Indiana and the rest of us brought the lace and toys needed to "spice" up the night. Let's just say the following phrases sum up our evening: Victoria Secret, Hanky Panky Dirty Santa, Yoda receives a new leash (that or Rox has a new pilates tool), a quite unique donkey, plastic clip-ons, beer shower, a cave bar, a rocking scavenger hunt, broke ass keys, and some serious El Tac action.
After a lot of laughter and recap-ing on Saturday morning, we managed to get dressed and make it over to Wrigley Field in time for the Cubs game that kicked off at noon. As you would probably guess based on the pictures below, the 9 girls in "This girl can party" t-shirts were a "home run" (apologies for the cheesy pun). We managed to shove our way into a sold-out bleacher section, giving us prime stadium seating. Rox and Carolyn were serenaded by a group of bongo players. (I think the song of choice was "Sexy ladies, sexy ladies, sexy ladies," which despite the lack of creativity was actually quite good.) And we even did some chanting of our own, cheering our way into Tom and Dave's private party at the bar across the street where we were welcomed with (yes) more alcohol and free food. After our ballpark escapades, we T'ed over to Lincoln Park and wandered around the Taste of Lincoln street festival for a few hours.
All of this would have been enough to make a girl's day memorable, but believe me when I tell you this was just the beginning. By 9:00pm we were enjoying tapas (thanks to Allison, the flight attendant turned waitress) and a bottle of wine that Cat said, "made her taste buds go ballistic!"
After dinner a bar hop ensued... Bucktown was the neighborhood of choice and our stops included a swanky lounge, a run-in with some old high school boys, and a house party with the Dave and Tom crew. (Honestly, I'm not completely sure how we even managed to reconvene with our ballpark friends, but the rooftop dance party that ended with a Journey rock-out was little short of spectacular.) Intermixed in all of the excitement was some serious love-texting, several random make outs, coo-coo-ing phone calls and Rox's great pizza search. Wow, I am exhausted just reminiscing.
Needless to say, I paid for my involvement in Roxy's festivities heavily today - seeing as I did not make it into the office until noon. Still I am both proud and nostalgic of our impressive display of youthful energies. Girls, I can't wait to see you in September!!!
Cat and Heather, this last picture is for you... Documenting Cat's 5-hour plane search and Heather's ridiculously close encounter in our hotel lobby with true love.
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Ash, so here on I am on a Friday afternoon procrastinating, internet browsing and doing everything I can NOT to work, and I somehow came across this post. You made my day and got me laughing out loud, five years later. Thanks for the blog entry and the warm memories it sparks. I MISS YOU!!!!
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