peanut butter fudge is delicious

Do you ever question the Fates, asking what you did to deserve getting stuck sitting next to an obnoxious moron who cannot comprehend that yelling offensive slang and phrases might, indeed, OFFEND people? Well, I do. But it's okay, because even the idiot who kept yelling "Johnny Damon is a fudgepacker!" and other idiotic terms, didn't stop me from having a ball at the Tiger game the other night. Altogether there were 8 of us - me, Mark, Ben, Sam, Eric, Angi, Tony & Jeff - that went. We met up at the State Bar across from Comerica Park and spent the first few innings staying warm and getting a little buzz. Once we got into the stadium the search for ultimate ballpark food was on. Cheese pizza, ballpark franks, cotton candy, peanuts, beer, margaritas and pop. Eh, so the Red Sox hit a grand slam which, ultimately, caused us to lose and caused the idiot next to me to scream louder ... oh well. I just like the times like the 7th inning stretch where i can dance silly and sing "Take Me Out To the Ballgame." Or bundling up with my bebe and laughing with good friends. Incidentally, rather than bitching aloud to/about that guy next to me and stooping to his barbaric level, I let him know of his ridiculousness by saying (very loudly), "mmm, you know what fudge is the best? Peanut-butter fudge!" hahaha. His girlfriend promptly hit him on the leg and called him "obnoxious" and told him to shutup. :)

After the game, Mark Jeff & I went to KC's Dive for some more drinks and I did a pretty good job keeping up with Mark in a game of pool. I actually won because he scratched on the 8 ball, but that's a cheap way to "win." I did get my fair share of balls in, though.

snicker. "balls."

hi, my name is chubby.

Today.... I ripped my pants. I will say, however, it is NOT because I was busting out of them (as Mark playfully likes to kid about), but that they are well-worn pants that actually sag a bit in the thigh area and when i sit they crease in certain spots and have become more and more thin because of this. So as i stretched my leg today, to get into Mark's truck, they ripped. Right along said crease. nuts. :(

Still, man. I ripped my effing pants. And then I sat thru the rest of work with a perfectly placed thigh-rip that Def Leppard would be proud of.

Even though I've justified it I still feel like I should not be allowed any popcorn or cheese pizza slices at tonight's Tigers game. What a way to slash a girls self-esteem for the day. ouch.

Current Mood? fatso.

we likes to party

Saturday's festivities turned out much more festive than I had envisioned. We had such a great time everywhere we went! (uh, when don't we though? really.) hah. So after a nice afternoon we hauled ass out to South Lyon to see The Wiz play. We picked up Jeffy on the way and met the crew out at the Coffee Bean. The owner, also named Mark, was a really cool cat. Very friendly and talkative ... his mother-in-law was there and was from Garden City, so she chatted it up with (my) Mark for a while. To our pleasant surprise Jake was there! With Philly! How nice to see Jake ... and to know that he's doing so well again (and working for an environmental company in Ann Arbor!). A few minutes later Ben & Eric showed up, followed by Tony's nephew Josh and his girl. Then Angi & (her) Tony arrived and we all sat around listening, sipping warm coffee/tea, conversing ... a nice chilled out evening.

Then we decided to go out and get some drinks. Ben suggested the Ye Olde Saloon and I filled him in on the party that was already taking place there. See, Steve & Stephanie (Erik's Steph) have moved to Nashville and Erik & Co. arranged this going away party for them at the Ye Olde. We were invited but had already made prior arrangements to see the Wiz play. Once Ben suggested it, we decided it was a must. Boy. I thought it might be nice to swing by and say hey to the kids there, but I didn't realize we'd all get so smashed! (thankfully not Mark, our D.D.) Or be so CUTE for the camera! You'd think it was "Sarah & Trent's going away party" or something, we're in so many pics. Whatever. We love us. And we were drunk. And we're fun. haha. Okay, enough.

You should check the pics out by clicking this link. Oh, and I only saved the pics (from Trent's 143 shots) that had people I knew in them (mostly me, mark, erik & trent). He really did take pictures of OTHER people. :)