Oh, hey there! Remember me?

Last evening I returned from my weekend getaway in DC for my college roommate’s birthday, and I’ll tell you what…I was wiped.out. I fell asleep on the couch from 7-8pm and then was in bed at 9pm. And I am still feeling like I need to catch up on sleep.

I’m such an old woman. I’m usually getting ready for bed around 9:30 and Friday I wasn’t in bed until midnight and then Saturday "night" I didn’t go to bed until 2 am. WHO AM I?!

Well, whoever I was this weekend has made that old woman that I usually am veryyyy angry with her.

You get bonus points if you figure out that last sentence. Proof of my exhaustion? Probably.

So seeing that I left you last with the series of unfortunate events that was Friday, I should update you on the rest of my weekend, because it was a lot of things but not unfortunate.

It was relaxing.

One of my Amanda-named rooomates (there are 2 Amandas…a special HI to the Amanda who is currently reading this!) and her boyfriend took me on a running tour of DC. Not that I haven’t seen it before, but I love running/exploring in different cities. We started at the Capitol and ran down the mall, past some monuments, acorss the Memorial Bridge, and turned around when we got to the Arlington Cemetery. A total of 5 miles! I snapped a picture or two.

It was nerve-wracking.

Not for me. For my dog. When I say he’s a coward you might nod your head and think, "oh, yea my dog is too", but if you say that you cleary have no idea what I mean when I say he’s a coward.

For example, he wouldn’t go out to the bathroom because he was scared of the curtain over the door. Yes, the CURTAIN. And then a bunch of people came over and he hid behind the dining room table until the guys sat themselves down there (he’s even more scared of men than he is of curtains) and he managed to wiggle his 85 lb self behind me and my roommate on the loveseat. He’s not allowed on furniture. I made an exception because he looked so pitiful and I could feel him quivering.

I don’t know what to do with him. He was even too nervous to play fetch one morning. He would grab the stick and run to the door. And then I’d open the door and he’d run from the curtain.

 
Darn that curtain.

It was tasty.

 
We basically had a cook-a-thon Friday preparing for Lacey’s birthday. I made my guacamole, my pasta salad, and Ashley‘s curry honey hummus. Ohhh yum. There were also curry chicken wraps, cucumber sammies, green bean salad, and other amaaaaazing things. Food coma!

And Saturday morning I made a birthday breakfast treat for Lacey…Pumpkin scones with a spice glaze.
Oh you want the recipe? You’ll just have to wait.

And, finally, the trip was wild!

Like wild African animal kind of wild!

You see, Lacey decided that she wanted to go to a polo match for her birthday. Not that she’s some avid polo fan, she just thought it sounded like fun. So her roommate Joy made all of the necessary phone calls and planned for a group of us to head there on Saturday evening.  The lady at the polo place said that the theme was "The Hunt" and guests are  encouraged to where traditional fox hunting garb. Yes, clothes such as this:

Well, Joy decided that she loved the idea of "The Hunt" theme, however our "hunt" was less "fox hunt" and more "jungle safari". You think I’m kidding?

I’m not.

Here is the Birthday Girl in her safari dress and snow leopard print leggings.

And here are me and my college roommates (minus Jess ) in our "Jungle Safari" get-up.

 
Next year, my vote is for bright orange camouflage. Who’s with me?!

Ok, I’m out. Stay tuned for that pumpkin scone recipe. And another giveaway. But really, the recipe.

Ever been to some kind of themed party? What’s the craziest theme you’ve heard of??

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