pop. fizz. clink.

My weekend plans went pretty well if I do say so myself. Minus the reading Safe Haven and studying for the dreadful GRE, I did fantastic. If only all goals were as easy as drinking champagne. 

Friday night we went out with one of A's groomsmen who was in town to ride on the Saturday night parade. 

Champagne and dancing described the night. Don't go contacting animal control. I do not let my dog drink champagne. He just really likes to try to...what can I say, the man has good taste. And a champagne roadie is always necessary. ALWAYS. And no, I wasn't driving. And our most favorite thing to do prior to going out is to jam to "Trouble" by my girl T-Swizzzzzle. Love her or hate her, you cannot deny that it's a JAM. And then we went home around 11. When you live in a college town, you can only handle so much of the college bars. Maybe I need to drink more Champagne before we go out next time. 

Saturday we watched Skyfall. I've never watched a James Bond movie from start to finish before - gasp! We aren't done yet, but I like what I've seen so far. And Bond is a man whore for sure. 

Then we went to the Krewe of Rio parade and grabbed sushi afterwords with friends. I love sushi, but I don't think I would like it outside of Louisiana. The only rolls I like are the Ragin Cajun - fried gator - and the one with crawfish in it. OH and this one I tried once with steak in it - Cowboy Caviar or something. HA. 

Bowden didn't want us to go to the parade and leave him all night. He was enjoying all of our cuddle time!

And yes, I realize that today is not Monday, so the weekend update is late, but yesterday was a day sent straight up from the Devil himself. So let's pretend that I'm on time with this?