"I'LL BE THERE! WITH BELLS ON! WHAT TIME! WHERE! NO KIDS, RIGHT? OHMYGOSH I'M GOING TO DO SOMETHING WITH ADULTS! THAT DON'T THINK I'M WEIRD BECAUSE I HAVE A BLOG! I THINK I'M GOING TO DIE!"
Or something like *that. (It's entirely possible that there were less CAPS and exclamation points.)
*I can't be certain because I would have to go back and look in my emails and that's too much work **Like, seriously, did you expect me to do research for this?
Anyways, it was a fun night and I didn't have to do any dishes or share any of my food. Which immediately qualifies the night to go down in history as BEST. DAY. EVER. (OBV, I have low expectations.)
And just who was at this blogger meet up?
Well, ME and Meredith for one. Suburban Correspondent was there and Alice of Alice's Wonderland for another, who, by the way, has the best worst date stories ever. KC of KCinnova was there and so was Jacki, and Hannah, and Annie, and Rachel, and, for the life of me I can't decide what name to use, but she was in town from Chicago and sat next to me and cracked me up with her snarky thoughts all night.
But what I really want to talk about is this guy:
{BAD WAITER}
*photo taken on the slyYes, this was our terrible, horrible, no good, very bad waiter. He didn't bring out food together, or at all in some cases. We had to remind him that Meredith actually DID order food. And then there was the empty glasses on the table. That didn't get refilled until we made a point of saying, HEY, WE NEED MORE WATER. Or the whole part about not giving us our checks, and then after we told him we needed our checks please, then he didn't come back and pick them up. All in all, he was stupid and dumb and so we took a picture for you....
Because that's how we roll.
Because we're bloggers.
Recognize.
Because that's how we roll.
Because we're bloggers.
Recognize.
