2003-10-07 13:36:15

This was a really fantastic weekend. This weekend proved that there is such a thing as a fun and productive weekend. It also showed that if you don’t leave town, productivity can skyrocket.

I won’t talk too much about the productive aspect. I’ll just tell you that we managed to put together our new coffee table, we put a couple new things up on the walls, we cooked some decent meals, including a cake, and I continued the arduous thank you letter-writing process. (I’m sure you’re all eagerly awaiting your thank yous from the wedding. Don’t worry; it won’t be too much longer!)

Friday night, Pat and I met Rebecca, Melissa, Mike, Holly, Ryan, Makiko, and Sara A out at Mex. Thankfully, it was not nearly as busy as it has been recently. There were a lot of pointy shoes in attendance and I looked around the bar to notice that only myself and one other girl were wearing rounded-toe shoes. Holly even had on some new, superfly red pointy "pumps." (Not the same red pumps as shown in picture.)Anyhoo, around 12:45ish, someone must have given a big tip, because one of the bartenders rang a bell, and some yahoo yelled, “Last call!” I actually thought it was last call, so Pat and I went home, and when I saw the clock and it said it was only a little after one, I felt as if I had been button-hooked. It was good to get home at a reasonable hour though.

Saturday, Pat and I were really not expecting to go out. We didn’t have any plans, and we were kind of looking forward to just staying home and watching a movie. We had dinner at KFC and then took at trip to Target, which was actually rather fun. When we got home, we got a call from Cima, and he was talking about martinis and a college party. Goodness knows Pat and I couldn’t say no to that, so we met him, his lady Amy, and our insurance man, Ryan, out at Martini Grille. After the ‘tinis, we went to some RIT 5-keg semi-rager. It was much like the RIT parties of yesteryear. I’m happy to say that I feel like I got my $4 worth between the keg beer and Jell-O shots. (Not the same kegger as shown in picture.)

Sunday, Pat and I did some more productive stuff, and that night, Pat started brewing his first batch of unnamed beer. I just did some assisting. Our neighbors must have been thrilled by the hot beer smell pouring out of our apartment. Mmmm.

-Fran