exciting weekend

I woke up at around 11 a.m. Saturday morning. Laid around 'til 11:30, got dressed, had to remind my boyfriend three or four times that it was time to get up, typical stuff. Usually, I am not such a stickler that it is time to get up, but this Saturday was Taco Santana Saturday! We met three female friends in Williamsburg to partake in real sodas made with sugar and not corn syrup, and delicious enchiladas and tacos (I had the enchiladas banderas). Really good stuff, and I highly recommend trying it out if you are in the neighborhood.

After we were done eating, we trekked to Little Jerusalem to go to Laurel's loft. While walking down Lorimer street, a Hasid child actually covered his eyes when the four ladies walked by (it's questionable as to whether or not Alex's presence also upset him--I didn't think it would be a good idea to ask the little boy). It is always uncomfortable when that happens, and I feel its mentally unhealthy to make the children hide from the outside world, to be honest, but it's not really any of my business.

When we got to the loft, Laurel presented us all with crazy cocktails, made of tequila, apple cider, blackberry juice, and lemon. Pretty delicious stuff, you should try it! It's supposed to be made with creme de casis instead of blackberry juice, but the proper ingredient was difficult to procure, it seems. After a few drinks, the main event occurred: eye-lash dying! I have an illegal-in-the-US kit from Australia. It didn't show up very much on Theresa and Lauren's (already dark) lashes but really made a big difference on Laurel.

After that was over, Alex and I headed to the city to meet up with our friend Megan, who was in town from D.C., and Moe, who was just laid off and in need of boozing. It becomes a little difficult to remember what happened after that point. Eventually, I found myself at Bushwick Country Club, where some overly chatty NYU kid bought me a tall boy of PBR and I now feel the need to re-evaluate my entire life because I had to type that sentence.

I am telling you this because, despite the fact that it is asinine and mundane, it is far more interesting than a recap of what my Giants did to the Seahawks.