So she had the balls to tell me in the spring that they were coming down in August and I was all excited and clappy but figured she'd forget about me when the day got closer. But she didn't...she emailed about two weeks ago and we made plans to meet up for lunch.
On Saturday the Captain and I met up with Betsey and her Mister at a mexican restaurant that turned out to be the place where the frozen margarita machine was invented. I don't know if that is true, but I do know that they make a kick ass sangria swirl frozen margarita, so whatevs. The Captain and I drank a lot and were pretty much completely in the bag after two hours of eating and talking. I'm sure we came across as super intelligent and great conversationalists. Especially after I spit a chip halfway across the table and then said something like "I told Emo to stop putting the pussy up on a pedestal". Classy, right?
Luckily we had cameras along to document the event. And even luckier, I have photoshop. Because Captain Carl took these pictures and they were a hot tranny mess in their original condition. That man has no photography skills...let's just leave it at that. So I figured as long as I was fixing them, I'd do a little work to make Betsey and me seem a little less, ummm....sloshed. Did it work?
But if I'm going to be honest here, we spent most of our lunch doing this....
No, we are not sneezing. We are laughing. I love having friends I can laugh like this with, especially if we are laughing at Captain Carl and his inability to take a good picture.
So even though Betsey and I look nothing alike and we live in different states and lead very different lives, we actually have quite a lot in common.
Our hair, for instance....
We both have perfect homes and families.
We both have super important and serious blogs.