I don’t know if my liver will ever forgive me for this weekend. Liver, please consider this a public apology for what I did to you.
This weekend was so busy with drinking type activities that not only did I miss my long run (sniff) but I didn’t even watch one episode of Sons of Anarchy (sniff, sniff).
Hubs and I had tickets to Electric Daisy Carnival, which is an all day drinking techno festival with carnival rides.
EDC is held at Tinker Field, a huge baseball field/fair ground about 20 minutes from my house. It’s a lot of fun, even if you don’t love techno (which I don’t). The people watching alone makes it worth it. If you’ve been reading for a long time, you might remember we went last year. (< — I got much better pictures then. And I was blonde!)
This year there were three stages (instead of four) and it was twice as crowded. I was also older than 98% of the people there which was fine, cuz that’s what drinking is for! What?
Anyway, I didn’t recognize most of the lineup but I was super excited my fave techo DJ, Bassnectar, was there the first night. Bassnectar is so good, even octopuses dance to him.
And surprisingly, this is the only other picture I took Friday night.
Saturday was even more fun than Friday because our friends Pete and Becky joined us.
That’s my panda hat with long panda paws. <3
There were more rides this year and the lines were much shorter. I waited in line for an hour last year and never more than 10 minutes this year.
The Zipper was there and it happens to be my favorite carnival ride ever.
No one wanted to ride it with me and they didn’t allow single riders, so hubs asked random guys that walked by if they would ride with me. Although, as my friend pointed out, “could you ride the Zipper with my wife?” might have a few different meanings. Anyway, I gave up hope of riding and walked away when the 22-year old cutie operating the ride said he would ride with me. That was fun, especially the part when he told me I was cute and I knew my future as a cougar was solidified.
After the ride, hubs gave my new 22-year old carnival operator boyfriend a tip since he was so nice to ride with me. 🙂
After that, Becky found a few rides that she was willing to get on.
Then we all walked around, people watched, and watched a few of the DJs.
After about seven hours, we finally wore Pete and Becky out and it was time to go home.
But the night didn’t end there. We had Pete drop us off downtown since my best friend was celebrating her birthday with her husband and her friend Angela. So we surprised her and showed up unexpectedly.
More drinks were consumed. Birthday love was given. Greasy nachos were had. Then it was time for hubs and I to take a cab home so I could pass out in my own drool.
Today I have a make-up 10 miler that I really don’t want to do and probably some more apologizing to my liver. Hopefully it will forgive me before I head to New Orleans this weekend to celebrate another friend’s birthday. Good thing I don’t have a race in two weeks. (ouch)