New Orleans trip
I went down to New Orleans and had the best time this past weekend. On the way down Patrick and I stopped in Hattiesburg b/c he wanted to stop at PacSun. So we decide to eat at the mall and someone asks us how long we've been married. (that was one) Then Patrick and I got into town around 8:30 friday night, and we quickly got ready and met Christy and Pate with Pate's folks on Bourbon. On the way to meet them at Pat O'Brien's some guy stops us and says what a beautiful couple we are and again, how long have you been married. (that was 2) So we get to Pat O'Brien's and Pate's dad bought me 2 hurricanes friday night, which means I was pretty darn tipsy. So we're all standing around and Pate's dad says, "So, what's Patrick doing when you guys move to Raleigh? How long have you been married?" (that was 3) Next we went down to Cafe du Mont for beignets. It was fun. So we get back to the hotel and Patrick says, "wow... we got asked about being married 3 times today... that was weird!" It was so funny... I was cracking up at him. He looked so uncomfortable.
So saturday Patrick and I slept in and got up just in time to make it over to Christy's parents house for the reception/party. The thing was lovely, and her parents have done a really good job of rebuilding after the hurricane. So then Pate's mother says how it didn't matter if Patrick never received an actual invitation to the after party b/c I did so he was invited through me. (time 4) Again, I just cracked up. Poor Patrick looked so uncomfortable every time someone said something about the two of us being together, and I just sat back watching him and dying laughing. It was great fun to watch him squirm.
So anyway, saturday night we all go out. And by we all I mean Christy, Pate, Patrick, Roger (Christy's bro), Tracy (Christy's sis), Pate's mom and dad and brother and sister in law, and more people too... it was so much fun. First we went to Lucy's Retired Surfer Bar. It was kinda low key and we just had a few drinks. But then we went to this place called Red Eye, and we boogied the night away. Dang... it was so awesome.
Then sunday we woke up and went out on Roger's boat for a while before we said our goodbyes.
Now my best friend is in Houston and Patrick's back in Starkville. I'll probably never speak to him again... unless of course he decides to change his mind and decides that he really does want to keep in touch. And I'll miss Christy dearly... it all sucks now that it's over. It's the down time after the high.
Ok... time to go back to work... boo....
Pate and Patrick at the reception
Christy and Pate on our night out
Me and Pate... and I don't remember why he was growling
Me and Christy at Lucy's Surfer Bar
and here I was dancing at the Red Eye
Patrick and me when we all decided it was probably time to head back to the hotel
Christy, Pate, a couple female friends of Roger's
Roger and Patrick at the Red Eye
Patrick got in the water to try to get the rope out of the engine that managed to get wrapped around something under there
Me, chillin' in the most comfortable seat on the boat