So...I went out last night to celebrate my co-worker, Bethany's, 26th birthday. She's single, wants a guy, so we went on a manhunt last night! We came across a real bar! I thought they didn't exist in CT! Four pool tables, outside deck, big bar, dj and dance floor...and...a mechanical bull. Now I've never had the joy of finding a bar with such a wonder inside. Needless to say....sober Stephanie got on the bull....wrapped my legs around it...leaned back...and held on FOREVER. One of the guys we were talking to told me that I looked really good up there. Ha...poor guy. So I play wingman...because I'm a good friend and don't believe that you stop hanging out with single friends once you're taken. It's not fair to them...and I've been in that boat many times. So I very carefully talk with guys, but don't let them touch me. I talk up my friend..and by the end of the night...I ended up with 2 phone numbers...and she didn't have any. As we were pulling away from the bar...I stopped the car...and made her get out and give the guy she thought was cute her number. When you have nothing to lose and everything to gain...might as well take a risk. Then we went back to her place and sat in the hot tub....oh thank you jesus for that. When Jimmy and I build our house...I'm demanding a hot tub :) So happy birthday to Bethany...and kudos to me for still having it ;)
Waiting for the fun to start
There I go!
I finally gave up