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Offensive Fruit

Is there a Guinness Record for getting the most people in a picture by extending your arm? Because if there’s not, I think there should be. And I think it should go to me.


Last night, Michelle picked me up and we headed downtown to meet up with our blogger friends in celebration of Momjovi’s and Victoria’s birthday.

First, we had dinner at Ceviché where I failed to take a picture of anything I ate and then tried to ruin other people’s pictures because if I can’t have pictures…neither can anyone else.

(Picture stolen from Michelle)

Ceviché is a tapas restaurant, so everything on the menu is appetizer size. We all shared a bunch of different plates and everyone (except me) shared a pitcher of sangria.

(Me, Katy, and Momjovi)

I ordered my current favorite – Crowne and Diet Coke with lime. I’m pretty sure I offended the waiter with that order because when he brought the drink, he told me – for 5 minutes – that Canadians (?) think it’s rude to put fruit in Crowne (a Canadian whiskey). I made sure to order 2 more just like it.

After defiling drinks with fruit at Ceviche, we headed over to Ember where Michelle and I probably offended someone in Mexico by ordering lemon with our Patron instead of lime.

(From the left – Victoria, Andrea, Me, Michelle, and Momjovi)

Why does Windows Live Writer underline “Momjovi” like it’s spelled wrong? That’s a real word. Anyway, we hung out at Ember for awhile until we decided to move on.

     (Picture stolen from Michelle)

I got a text from hubs that he was downtown with our friend Klainie. So, we left Ember and walked about 80 miles to The Abbey where they were hanging out.

(Yep, Michelle’s picture again)

Let me just say, you know you talk about blogs too much to your husband when you have to introduce people as “Momjovi” or the “Running Peanut” instead of using their real names.

By the time we got to The Abbey, I was done with shots and on to water, but Klainie and hubs had a shot that they really seemed to enjoy. And by enjoy, I mean not enjoy at all.

We stayed at The Abbey for a little while but it was getting late and we were all getting tired, so most of us called it a night. I had a great time and don’t get to see those ladies often enough.

On the way home, hubs, Klainie, and I stopped at Pom Pom’s, a teahouse and café that specializes in making food as unhealthy and delicious as possible.

(That’s Klainie’s “Danny” – a Potato Pancake with Ginger Cranberry Chutney, Almonds, Brie, Red Onions & Apples)

I had “The Low Rider” sandwich with avocado, black beans, Mexican salsa, turkey & cream cheese. Sounded good, but it was terrible so I only ate half. And only because I was starving. When we finally got home, I attacked a box of Kellogg’s Krave cereal. Have you tried that before? Because I’m warning you now…don’t do it. It’s impossible to stop eating.

Today, I’ve spent most of the day moping on the couch regretting everything I ate and drank last night. I have a gift where I can eat well all week and then I eat and drink like the world is ending on the weekends. I wouldn’t mind if it were an occasional thing. But it’s not. It’s an every weekend thing. A 7 mile treadmill run made me feel better, but now I’m back to moping and searching the couch for any uneaten cereal I might have missed last night.


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So Many Bars, So Little Time

I wrote a long whiney post yesterday about my 12 mile run and I’m still trying to decide whether to publish it or not. So, while I’m deciding, I’ll tell you about how much fun I had last night. Smile

Our friends Morgan and Don are in town visiting from Reno. (They’re getting married next May!)

Morgan owns a house here in Orlando and her renters just moved out, so she’s dealing with the mess they left behind. BB gunshot holes through windows, oily handprints all over the walls, and vomit stains on carpet that were never cleaned up meant she needed a drink. Good thing that’s my specialty!

We took a cab downtown and started at Ember.

We all ordered food to pretend we are civilized and don’t just drink alcohol for dinner. Hubs had the crab cakes, which were really good.

I got the boneless buffalo wings. But I don’t think they were wings because they were gigantic. Maybe they were boneless buffalo boulders. Ember should hire me to rename all their dishes. That was gold right there.

After dinner, we had more drinks and took pictures while we waited for Lisa to arrive.

You know why I love Morgan and Don? Because they know I have a blog and they still aren’t afraid to do this.

I don’t even know what’s happening there.

We were sitting right by a speaker in Ember and could barely hear each other. Also, the DJ was terrible. Usually I don’t notice bad DJs, so you know he sucked if I do. He needs to go back to Transitioning and Mixing Songs Together School. By the time Lisa arrived, we were ready to go somewhere else.

So, we left Ember in search for bar #2. We walked down the street to Stigma, a new place I noticed during my girl’s night out.

Stigma was awesome. It’s small place that only serves beer and wine, but they made up for it with an awesome DJ, cool atmosphere, big ass beers…

…and stripper poles.

Morgan and hubs did some hooping.

Don found other interesting things at the bar.

And Lisa and I took pictures of ourselves.

After Stigma, we hit up bar #3. Bullitt Bar.

We took more pictures.

One of the bartenders hooped on the bar.

And then we realized how old and tired we were and it was time to get a cab home.


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