why is the pizza on the floor?
december 31st started out like any other day: making breakfast with court, shopping, having a light lunch, checking in at the sheraton in downtown okc and drinking free champagne in line...*insert record scratch*. everytime i do things with courtney it seems we do them in style.
limo ride, nice restaurant, amazing food that would normally be completely out of my budget, margaritas and champagne (before midnight), and a shiner...just cause i can.
country bar and cowboys. "happy new year" novelty hats and little black dresses. ass grabbing and arm punching. midnight kisses and champagne bath. blurry memories and fifty photos.
lessons learned this new year:
pizza always tastes good, but its even better when eaten off the floor with your drunk best friend who spilled it there.
six packs of coca cola shouldnt lay on the ground in a bath of marinara sauce for longer then six hours.
never go commando in a little black dress with very long side slits.
champagne was made to be drank, not worn.
sometimes you dont have to make your new years resolution "to lose weight" or "to eat better". sometiems a resolution can be "just to be happy."