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I officially survived my first month of Boot camp! That means, for exactly one month I dragged myself out of bed, drove 20 minutes across town and did a lot of exercise at 5:45 am. That's big-time, so obviously we needed to celebrate. We had a little graduation party at Tai restaurant.
My food came in a pineapple! How special is that?!
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After my delicious pineapple dinner, and sharing 3 tequila shots with the boot camp girls, and a couple of glasses of wine, three of us hotties made out way out to Cotton Eyed Joes to start the real celebration. Cow roping and bull-riding were involved but mostly dancing for me. After a few long sweaty hours at the Joe, we headed out to go home. When we got outside we remembered that we actually didn't drive there, we took a cab, so we were temporarily stuck. Luckily we befriended a limo driver whose client was in the Joe, indefinitely. Through my powers of persuasion I convinced him to let us come play in this birthday girl's limo. Then I convinced him to let us drink her beer. Then, the four of us girls convinced him to drive us to waffle house.
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It was a most excellent time!
1 comment:
Aww, fun! The only time I've ever been to CEJ was with you! Good memories (or lack thereof?)!
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