Friday night we went to a fabulous dinner at Louisiana Lagniappe and afterwards out at Baytown. It was Bailey's 24th birthday, so we definitely made sure to celebrate in style. I'm pretty sure we ordered just about one of everything on the menu at Lagniappe, we kept our waiter constantly running back and forth to the kitchen ("Why is it so hot in here?", more hollandaise!, another glass of pinot noir, "I think we'd like dessert", etc...), and I'm sure he (and the few patrons we hadn't managed to run off) were glad to see us go. We had a fabulous time at Baytown, but the highlight of the night had to be the exciting taxi ride home.
Not only was the taxi practically an acid trip on wheels (mosiacs painted on the doors, strings of lights inside, no air conditioning...), but the driver was a character in his own right. I don't think I have ever taken so many pictures in one location as we took on that 20 minute ride home. We danced (and screamed at the top of our lungs) to everything from "Glamorous" to "Love Shack" to "Come on Ride the Train."
Our hair blew everywhere. Bailey fell in love with the driver.
Kate sat on an awkward chair in between the front and backseat. We laughed A LOT. We were idiots. It was amazing...
Not only was the taxi practically an acid trip on wheels (mosiacs painted on the doors, strings of lights inside, no air conditioning...), but the driver was a character in his own right. I don't think I have ever taken so many pictures in one location as we took on that 20 minute ride home. We danced (and screamed at the top of our lungs) to everything from "Glamorous" to "Love Shack" to "Come on Ride the Train."
Our hair blew everywhere. Bailey fell in love with the driver.
Kate sat on an awkward chair in between the front and backseat. We laughed A LOT. We were idiots. It was amazing...Needless to say, we did not feel quite up to par Saturday. In fact, I woke up wishing it would be raining when I opened the curtains so that I would have an excuse to stay in bed all day without feeling guilty. No such luck. Bailey and I (after a lunch of thick, alcohol-soaking break) sat on the beach under an umbrella all afternoon before it was time to get ready for Ian and Lindsay's wedding.
The wedding was really pretty, the reception was great (good food... one of my main concerns at all functions) and the company was even better. 
Bailey and I also managed to make it to one store before it closed and were able to do a little damage to our credit cards. (I, for one, didn't want the credit card company to be alarmed when there hadn't been any activity on my card in, oh, four hours... I'm very considerate, you know.)
The wedding was really pretty, the reception was great (good food... one of my main concerns at all functions) and the company was even better. 
Bailey and I also managed to make it to one store before it closed and were able to do a little damage to our credit cards. (I, for one, didn't want the credit card company to be alarmed when there hadn't been any activity on my card in, oh, four hours... I'm very considerate, you know.) Today was spent driving home and packing to leave for my grandmother's house tomorrow. I could not be more worn out, but it was definitely worth it. All in all, a great weekend that I will, undoubtedly, relive for a long, long time (to the annoyance and dismay of anyone who wasn't there and will have no clue as to what I am talking about...). Oh, well...
1 comment:
sounds eventful!! im really jealous i missed all of this!
Post a Comment