36 isint so bad…
13 March 2008
Turning 36 was not as bad as birthdays of recent memory. I actually went out, and had a bit of fun.
I know, I know…I promised this update for last Saturday. I’ve been a bit busy.
The night started at Abbey Pub. Kari, Seraph and I had dinner, and then we moved to Celtic Crossing over on Clark and Chicago ave.
Let’s get this right out there: I got pretty trashed. But it was well worth it. I had an absolute blast. My brother and my cousin showed up, and it got very lighthearted. All in all, it was quite a great time.
If you’re wondering about the duck, well… there’s a story there. Because I wanted Seraph to be able to drink, I booked a room at the River North best western. When I checked in, there was a rubber duck on the sink in the bathroom. Upon seeing it, I declared “this is SO going with me tonight”…the Duck needed a night out as well.
Kari named the duck “Ferguson”. You can see more pics from the birthday here
Current Mood:
Happy
