Sunday, October 9, 2011

The drinking age is 18

Last night I chose not to bring my purse out. Put all the necessary things where they belonged. Cash/cards in Brads wallet, phone in my dress pocket and lip gloss in my boot. We go to a bar, get some pies, then head to this other cool joint....oh where they decided to ID ME!  I told them I was 25...no dice. So I had to reroute the crew. I lost 5 cool points last night. SHHOOOT.

I have been a busy working girl this weekend....so that means I had to have some play time as well. I will report back with updates on my sandwich and smoothies making skills and stories from a few nights out on the town.

Still loving the city.

One more thing before I get ready for a Sunday at Harry's... I can't stop checking out the new countdown Brad made. The one, the only, Mark Dietsch is headed this way a week from Wednesday. We got the penthouse rented out a few blocks away.  Last time I saw DOTP I was crying like a little baby while he sent me down the gateway boarding a jet plane to Thailand. I am so excited!!!!!!

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