When we have friends over for a porch party, things are usually good. When Ashlee is posing for a picture and DeShawn has on my Arkansas Razorbacks high-top slippers, things are usually REALLY good. Until, that is, the next morning.
A while back, several of us attended a friend's wedding reception and decided to take the party home with us. We stayed up until 3:00 am, drinking, smoking cigars, and eating popcorn that expired in 2005. The night was fun. The next day ... not so much.
We're SO not in college anymore.
+ original post date: February 13, 2009 08:00 AM
+ categories: Family/Friends