pounding on tables, stomping on the floor
In an uncharacteristic but sorely needed and probably well-deserved move, I went out last night to listen to Longford Row last night with the fabulous raven_albion and kilted_omalley. Oh, and drink scotch. Not too much (in the absolute sense), and enough for a merry me. Not as merry as, say, KiltedO'Malley, though. Hee!
R and MonkeyBoy stayed home for a movie night; R doesn't like Irish music and the show started after 9, which was pretty well right out for MonkeyBoy. Given that the music ended at 1 a.m., I spent the night at Raven's & KiltedO'Malley's, and actually slept all night long without being kicked in the back or even turning over. Wow. And then there were waffles and bacon and coffee for breakfast.
Wow. THANK YOU.
R and MonkeyBoy stayed home for a movie night; R doesn't like Irish music and the show started after 9, which was pretty well right out for MonkeyBoy. Given that the music ended at 1 a.m., I spent the night at Raven's & KiltedO'Malley's, and actually slept all night long without being kicked in the back or even turning over. Wow. And then there were waffles and bacon and coffee for breakfast.
Wow. THANK YOU.