* All photo credits go to Susan. Who knew our visit included a CD packed with photos. (I did take some of mine own but shhh! I still haven’t unpacked suitcases and the card is somewhere in one of them).
If I remember correctly Day 2 started off rather slowly with a continental breakfast of yummy bagels and cinnamon rolls.
The boys took off to drop Fab-O off at the baby sitters and then continued on for the race.
Susan and I headed off for a gourmet lunch of Chic-Fil-A, where I made fun of a lady in a Halloween sweater vest a little too loudly. But in all fairness, Susan picked a horrible time to show me how the windows in the van rolled down rather than popped out.
After lunch we worked our way into Charlotte and check into our hotel room. (Yeah for responsible drinking!). Once we put the pizza rolls in the freezer (you never know when you are going to need a late night snack) and made a few drinks and waited for some of Susan’s peeps to show up. Jenny followed us from lunch and Shannon came to the hotel to hook up with us. We had the shuttle driver take us to dinner. Another Shannon met us there.
After a yummy dinner and a delish margarita we were off to party like rock stars. Our destination? Howl at the Moon.
We got there early and ended up with great seats. Once we had a table it was time for drinks.
Buckets were way cheaper than beer or mixed drinks so we did our best to polish a few of them off.
In case you are wondering…. its an Adios Mo-Fo. Its Vodka, Gin, Rum, Blue Curacao and Sweat and Sour.
We also threw a shot in for good measure. Had the waitress come around more often there would have been several more consumed. Shots are my very, very, very, very favorite thing. What can I say? My German / Irish Catholic heritage brings it out in me.
Once things got hopping we counted even numbers for free drinks.
We sang along to some great songs.
We had a pinky promise about something that I am sure was very important. (My head was a little bit fuzzy by then).
Even when we are having fun we must remember that their are people fighting for our freedom and that not a minute goes by that we aren’t thankful for all that they do We ❤ our soldier boys! XOXO. (Jenny’s, who sadly ended up going home early not feeling well, husband is currently serving our country and Susan’s husband Will is in the reserves and was deployed a few years ago).
But it just wasn’t going to happen. HOORAH!
The Shannon’s had to get home (they stayed a long time) and Susan and I hung out a little longer making new friends along the way.
Do you know who this is? (You cant really see his braids in the pictures but they were there!).
Us either but he sure looked like Coolio to us.
Susan: Has anyone ever told you that you look like Coolio?
Him : All the time.
Susan: Let me ask you again, has anyone ever told you that you look like Coolio?
Him: NEVER!
It wasn’t long after that the buckets started to kick my ass we decided we had better call it a night.
We wandered around looking for the elevator to get us down where the taxi’s were.
$6.00 later (and talking to several random strangers) we were back at our room.
It was the most fun I have had in a really long time.
Thanks girls, I wish we could do it again sometime.