When I was growing up, my dad traveled a lot, so it was usually just me, my mom, and my younger brother fending for ourselves for dinner. I mean, we weren't totally hopeless; my mom always made sure we had well-rounded meals, with veggies and everything (to our dismay). But on Fridays, all bets were off. On Fridays, we had "junk food and crazy night." I think this arose mostly from my mom being exhausted after a week of work, and not wanting to cook, but since I was totally self-absorbed and unaware of my mom's motives, all I knew was that it was the best night of the week. We would put on music, play silly games, tell each other about our day. We would eat pizza for dinner, have ice cream for dessert, and there wouldn't be nary a carrot or pea in sight. It was AWESOME.
Hmmm, reading over what I just wrote, it doesn't actually sound like junk food and crazy nights really warrant an AWESOME. They actually sound kind of lame. Mom, Adam, can you give a girl some help here? Am I leaving out the parts that would qualify those Friday nights for an all-caps "awesome"? Man, sometimes it is so sad to look back on what you thought was AWESOME, only to find it was just a lower case lettered "fine."
Anyway, moving past the destruction of my fondest childhood memories, the point of this walk down memory lane was that last night I had the grown-up version of junk food and crazy night. A friend of mine from work came over and we celebrated the end of a looooooong week by endulging in take-out sushi and booze. Plus, it was one of those cold, rainy nights, when all you want to do is curl up on the couch in sweats. So, we did. And we proceeded to have an AWESOME (note the all caps) night, which included, among other things:
1. Engaging in our favorite sport of boss-bashing. Of course, this particular sport requires all participants to ingest several shots of Jeremiah Weed, a rule which we strictly adhered to.
2. Having a minor celebrity sighting. My friend's brother is a real estate agent in New Jersey, and he was featured on that HGTV tv show where a couple has to pick 1 of 3 houses that they're shown. I've never known a famous person before!
3. Me getting into Columbia Teacher's College!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Suck it, Hopkins.
So, all in all, it was, as I said before, a truly AWESOME night. Ladies and gentlemen, I officially declare the return of junk food and crazy night!
first of all, you seriously over reported the culinary delights for "junk food and crazy nite." Pizza would have been a real meal; we never got that far. My recollection is that we never got past the potato chips. Music was loud and we danced in the kitchen. Dinner time came and went with no legitimate meal in sight.
ReplyDeleteIt was a blast and very "awesome" worthy.