Friday March 14, 2014
You know those group messages you can do on Facebook? Where you can add however many people you’d like but still keep the conversation private? Well after our girls night out, the three of us started one to talk about how much fun we had, and that it needed to be done again….soon. The only problem was that I would only catch parts of the conversation because, even though we get to sit by a gorgeous pool while we do it, Matt only has the patience to sit around while I get my internet fix for about 90 minutes every other day. I know I can go back and read more of the conversation that I missed, but it’s easier just to read the last two posts and make assumptions. Which is why when we were planning another get together, I caught the date/time, that I was to bring guacamole, and there would be a cheeseburger cake. Um..ok?
Getting picked up by G again at the marina, he told us the cake was actually a birthday surprise for their friend Sandy that was joining our cookout that night. She’s really into Jimmy Buffet and loves ‘Cheeseburger in Paradise’. Ok, it all makes sense now. Only I had to keep in mind, it was all a surprise. Getting to the house and pouring myself a tall Fosters, I had to force myself to remember not to say anything about a cheeseburger cake as I was introduced to Sandy. Not an easy feat. I mean, it’s a cheeseburger cake, who can keep that to themselves for a few hours or not go off on a tangent about Jimmy Buffet, Key West, or ‘Cheeseburger in Paradise’ without raising suspicion? Luckily before I could ruin the surprise, Jessica took me for another tour of Felicity and showed off their most recent work to her.
Not too long after that, Melody arrived and we were able to grill up the actual hamburgers for dinner. A little tip..add some guacamole for one of the best burgers you’ve ever had. When we were all sufficiently stuffed and could not even think about putting another bite of food in our mouths, cue the cake. But that wasn’t all. We also had ‘Cheeseburger in Paradise all cued up on the stereo, and Adam has his guitar out and strumming while the candles were lit and we went the whole nine yards with the theme. I think Sandy was quite surprised.
You know what comes after cake right? Shots of tequila. The two are quite synonyms with each other, don’t you think? No? Ok, maybe not. But the bottle was placed in front of us girls by G and we couldn’t turn down the challenge. In fact, we turned the tables on the guys and made such a big ordeal of it, with different photos and poses, that I’m sure all they were thinking was ‘Why did we even think this was a good idea? Take the damn shots already!’.
See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil. See what happens when you put girls and cameras together?
(I was secretly loving every minute of it.)
There’s only one logical thing for girls to do after they take a shot of tequila. Hula hoop. I guess you could say we were the after dinner entertainment?
Exhausting ourselves with the great exercise that provided, and then pigging out on cheeseburger cake, we moved on to an activity that everyone could participate in. Passing the guitar over to Chris, we requested songs and had him play as we all sang along. Watch out Johnny Cash, us girls are creeping up on your heels with our version of Folsom Prison Blues.
Although it was starting to get late, we couldn’t let Melody leave without showing her the awesome moves that Jessica and I had picked up from her Wii dance game. Although secretly, I just wanted to break out the moves to Will Smith’s ‘Wild Wild West’ again. Consider it the cowgirl in me. I am a born Texan after all.
Being able to spend another night with this great group of people? I’m pretty sure that’s paradise. Don’t discount the cheeseburgers though.