maturity at its best
now i am not about to tell you a story of maturity. this one is an excellent example of debauchery and drunkenness. my grandmother is officially rolling over in her grave.
friday night, we needed booze to make sangria for mexican easter. so the chick in the tutu (see photo) and i (see chick in photo second on the left) went to the liquor store and made total fools of ourselves getting ingredients, recipe in hand. we were completely sober, although it looked nothing like it.
if you offend easily. are a tee-totaler. are going to write nasty things to me because i am about to refer to easter as "pagan easter" then please do not read any further.
i won't lie. when there is alcohol involved, iq's go down quickly.
so. saturday, we all get together at tutu's house and i get the sangria together. mmm. sangria.
we drink for a while. getting louder as only we americans can while we are drinking. and we did. even though thomas is technically a german. they get loud too.
did i mention the drunken easter egg hunt. yeah. that followed quite a bit of sangria. then there was dinner.
dinner was excellent. it is a bit fuzzy for me because. well. we were all terrible wasted at this point after the shot of tequila.
yep. dinner was good. pagan easter are always known for their good food.
if the sombreros and tequila are throwing you. yeah, it was also known as a mexican easter where we wore sombreros and drank tequila. i'm getting to the pinata.
now this photo was taken by thomas. although it is a funny and good photo, a bit dangerous considering the man was pretty buzzed and standing on a chair. yes. a chair. kids, don't attempt this at home. leave it up to the professionals.
so where was i. oh yes. after dinner we decided to deal with a pinata.
ah yes the pinata that got beaten to a pulp.
meet the pinata.
it had water guns in it. i won't talk about the melted chocolate or the fact that i stole peoples chalk just so i could draw on the sidewalk.
i am completely not embarrassed yet. actually. i did nothing embarrassing. questionable. but not embarrassing. what mexican easter would be complete without a pinata?
tomorrow i will recount the end of this fun story. ah yes. it goes downhill from here.
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