Epic Weekends - Kelly

Every once in awhile a weekend will come along that somehow, out of nowhere, turns itself into an Epic Weekend. That's right- Epic Weekends are so epic they're proper nouns. This weekend happened to be one of those.

While not every story is quite blog appropriate (don't worry, Mom and Dad- I'll feel you in on all the chaos later!) let me give you the run down...

Friday night- Adam and I got home from work, were both exhausted from the week and decided to throw being healthy out the window. We ate frozen pizza, nachos, some awesome little chocolate straws... then proceeded to pass out in food comas on our couches at about 7 PM. Luckily I had set an alarm to go off at 8:30 when I was supposed to head to Amy's for Round One of Amy's 24th Birthday Celebration. Drinks were drunk, fun was had, and I toddled home in the cold at a halfway reasonable hour.

Saturday morning- My parents came to town for brunch! You know it's going to be a good weekend when you're consuming gin and whiskey at noon and the brunch involves multiple desserts. :) My parents hung out for most of the afternoon before heading home to take care of good old Buckner.

Saturday afternoon- Feverishly transitioned from my brunch look (glasses, sweather, messy hair) to my going out look in about 15 minutes.

Saturday evening- Brady, Kevin and I met up with our cousin Reed and his wife Holly at an awesome little Italian restaurant for amazing food and some great wine.

Then the chaos started- after dinner we headed to Duffy's (our go to party bar) for Amy's real birthday celebration. Let's just say I fully maximized the vodka tonics my wristband got me until 10 pm when I switched to fully enjoying the wide variety of shots Duffy's offers. Lots of dancing happened, I got an admirer (who funny enough is heading to jail this week for three years... long story), and ended up having one of the most bizarre nights/mornings of my life...

Sunday morning- Scraped myself off the ground and headed to a wine bar (where I consumed NO wine!) for brunch with Amy, Brady, Kevin, and another cousin, Matt, who was in town from New York for the Bears game.

Sunday afternoon- Came home, passed out, listened to the Bears lose on the radio, swore off drinking for the next year of my life.

No more Epic Weekends for me for quite awhile, please!