I know how to rally

Despite the fact that I was down in the dumps this weekend, I was quite the busy little bee and did an excellent job at faking my happiness. To say that it was eventful was an understatement.

Friday - Head to Score (lovely little gay club) for drinks and dancing to celebrate David's birthday

The birthday girl

Fucking frozen cosmos!


Bunny and I were drunk and serenading each other...I believe it was to the tune of "Lovefool"

Not only did I spend half of my weekend dancing and surrounded by gay boys but I also spent it drunk. Score, has this lovely little diabolical alcohol concoction known as a Frozen Cosmo. Effing Bastards. I couldn't stop drinking them and I also couldn't get rid of the hangover the next morning, thus forcing me to miss out on the park outing for David's birthday...which turned out to be okay since it rained like nobody's business.

Saturday - Park outing for David's birthday followed by club outing to Discotekka (another lovely little gay club) with some other friends to hang out with some friends we had visiting from New York. (Boys that we met when we were in New York in February.)

I don't have pics of my night yet :-( I'll update when I do...but this is what I missed at the Midnight Easter Egg Hunt

She's definitely not a wilting flower

Sadly due to our out of town guests I had to miss one of the most anticipated events in our social calendar...Zoey and Lissette's Midnight Easter Egg Hunt. I can't even begin to tell you my disappointment at not being able to attend but there is always next year and Vickie brought back sufficient chocolate, condoms and dinosaurs on skateboards to last us until then.


Sunday - Breakfast/Lunch with Teresa and Gabriel and off to my parents house for Easter dinner.

This is my hangover face...and my awesome tan.

Nothing says yumm like a plate of Cuban food

Sunday morning while still in bed I regaled my sister with the previous nights story...honestly unless you know me and my life there is no possible way to explain it in which you guys will understand the magnitude of the evening...but lets just say we ended up knowing so many damn people at the club (some we wanted to run into some not so damn much) that we practically took over the effing bar area. Four hours later I had a ridiculous bar tab of over $100 and was thoroughly wasted for our 4 am trek to the car.

My weekend ended with me in bed with a tummy full of yumm Mexican food made by mommy. It was an okay weekend, you know despite all the depression shit.