I've come to the conclusion that I've lost my drinking hat.
It's gone. I lost it somewhere between the years 2006 and 2008, immediately after college when my three nights out quickly turned to only one.
I lost the battle with vodka and tonic on Saturday night at my friends' wedding. Remember the couple we went and surprised in DC? Well, they came back from their tropical wedding and had their reception this past weekend. It was such a blast to see all my very old (and hilarious) group of friends from high school. Plus, the BF had the chance to meet some people that he has only heard about in the past.
What I don't have pictures of is the bride and me dancing in the bar to, what else, but Lady Gaga. I also don't have pictures of me almost falling in my platform shoes. I also didn't snap pictures of a girl who approached us after our amazing rendition of Bad Romance to tell us to delete all pictures of her. We didn't actually have any pictures with her, but she preceded to tell us she had a master's degree and wasn't the token the black girl to dance with. I still have no idea what she was talking about because a) I'm really losing my hearing and b) I was more focused on dancing like a complete idiot with my friends. (I'm pretty confident none of us can dance, not even a little.)
The married couple
Smashing the cake
Me with the bride
This kicks off wedding season for us. I am in two more weddings later in the summer, so there will be plenty of showers and bachelorette parties to write about in upcoming posts.