Fucking breakfast
Well hello pumpkin! What a busy poodle I have been! September has been the month of celebrating for me, and good god it’s not even started yet, let’s take a stroll at the highlights of my life as recent.
First, let’s revisit my favoritest part, Yode’s bachelor party!
You have to understand that details of the debauchery cannot be disclosed due to nature of the evening, but highlights include a pimp limo, lotsa boobies, gangsta jacking a stripper’s bling and polishing off the rest of the Jager with the boys on the hill. I must say that Coz is the coolest ever and Laura knows her way around some dive ass strip clubs. Most of all I think it was the bestest ever to reconnect with Jason, it had been far too long.
I also attended the annual celebration of Orian’s birth which tore its way through downtown Portland, ending with a trip to a donut shack with bacon doughnuts?
Orian is a classy dame, but also one that has powers in parallel parking more then your dear Margaret. After circling trendy first for what had to be 45 minutes and passing 2 perfectly good spots that I just couldn’t park in, I finally find a smart park and meet her and Patrick at Bartini. I wish I could tell you how much I love this places happy hour, ‘cause really it is to die for. We should totally go sometime, text me and we will grab some fondue and martinis.
Later of course karaoke was had, along with Chinese happy hour menus and dancing with some fabulous queens until it was way past my bedtime.
What’s this? More socializing? Well we can drop in on Shawn for a bit to wish him a happy (early) birthday!
Didn’t stay too long but it was so cool to see his face when he saw me there! What? It had been like 87634925634 years or something (or 6 months, whatever)? Met his crazy rad chick friend, drank a hoppy IPA and called it an early night
And my story ends celebrating the same guy that it started with, Yode’s wedding
Not many people will I drive 2 hours out in the middle of nowhere for. Kind of my rule of thumb is if you don’t get cell phone service then you shouldn’t really be there, but this is different, this is Lucas, I think I can travel a bit for him.
I was holding up like a champ when I got there, but then I saw him. All snazzy and proud in his suit, yep, I started to cry and don’t think I finished sniffling until long after the ceremony was over. Just means a lot when you see someone you’re so close to look so happy and excited. I sniffle my way through the rest of the ceremony, as does Bridgette, which up until that point we all just figure she was a robot with no tears. We drink, we eat, we socialize and I hike up to a waterfall in a party dress and heels, like a fucking champ I might add.
Shit started crackin up on Yoder hill though
Armed with camping gear, a ridiculous 6 person tent and half a bottle of the crow, it was time to get it poppin. Kickin it by the campfire, Shawn busting my balls and Jason telling stories it was really what life is all about. I know everybody thinks that their friends are the coolest ever, but really, mine are. Gossiping with Laura and giggling with Roxanne (who by the way is so much more awesome then me it should be illegal) I drink too much great beer and eventually I manage to stumble my not sober ass back to the tent and sleep in the woods.
Congrats Lucas, we all love you very much and are proud as punch that you are happy, thank you thank you thank you for such an awesome weekend!
Wanna see my adventures in more detail? Head over to my photos page ‘cause seeing is believing.
http://new.photos.yahoo.com/misstillytilly#page1
And remember, September 8th is the little Bridgette McLain's 21st birthday, text me and we all can make a night of it!
First, let’s revisit my favoritest part, Yode’s bachelor party!
You have to understand that details of the debauchery cannot be disclosed due to nature of the evening, but highlights include a pimp limo, lotsa boobies, gangsta jacking a stripper’s bling and polishing off the rest of the Jager with the boys on the hill. I must say that Coz is the coolest ever and Laura knows her way around some dive ass strip clubs. Most of all I think it was the bestest ever to reconnect with Jason, it had been far too long.
I also attended the annual celebration of Orian’s birth which tore its way through downtown Portland, ending with a trip to a donut shack with bacon doughnuts?
Orian is a classy dame, but also one that has powers in parallel parking more then your dear Margaret. After circling trendy first for what had to be 45 minutes and passing 2 perfectly good spots that I just couldn’t park in, I finally find a smart park and meet her and Patrick at Bartini. I wish I could tell you how much I love this places happy hour, ‘cause really it is to die for. We should totally go sometime, text me and we will grab some fondue and martinis.
Later of course karaoke was had, along with Chinese happy hour menus and dancing with some fabulous queens until it was way past my bedtime.
What’s this? More socializing? Well we can drop in on Shawn for a bit to wish him a happy (early) birthday!
Didn’t stay too long but it was so cool to see his face when he saw me there! What? It had been like 87634925634 years or something (or 6 months, whatever)? Met his crazy rad chick friend, drank a hoppy IPA and called it an early night
And my story ends celebrating the same guy that it started with, Yode’s wedding
Not many people will I drive 2 hours out in the middle of nowhere for. Kind of my rule of thumb is if you don’t get cell phone service then you shouldn’t really be there, but this is different, this is Lucas, I think I can travel a bit for him.
I was holding up like a champ when I got there, but then I saw him. All snazzy and proud in his suit, yep, I started to cry and don’t think I finished sniffling until long after the ceremony was over. Just means a lot when you see someone you’re so close to look so happy and excited. I sniffle my way through the rest of the ceremony, as does Bridgette, which up until that point we all just figure she was a robot with no tears. We drink, we eat, we socialize and I hike up to a waterfall in a party dress and heels, like a fucking champ I might add.
Shit started crackin up on Yoder hill though
Armed with camping gear, a ridiculous 6 person tent and half a bottle of the crow, it was time to get it poppin. Kickin it by the campfire, Shawn busting my balls and Jason telling stories it was really what life is all about. I know everybody thinks that their friends are the coolest ever, but really, mine are. Gossiping with Laura and giggling with Roxanne (who by the way is so much more awesome then me it should be illegal) I drink too much great beer and eventually I manage to stumble my not sober ass back to the tent and sleep in the woods.
Congrats Lucas, we all love you very much and are proud as punch that you are happy, thank you thank you thank you for such an awesome weekend!
Wanna see my adventures in more detail? Head over to my photos page ‘cause seeing is believing.
http://new.photos.yahoo.com/misstillytilly#page1
And remember, September 8th is the little Bridgette McLain's 21st birthday, text me and we all can make a night of it!