Happy Hours?

Last night, Jenn and I got back to our roots and met for our formerly long-standing tradition of Thursday night happy hour. I miss those days! We've gotten smarter in 3 years. We actually used to meet at Timpano - a lovely steak and chop house with absolutely no drink specials. We now frequent our favorite new Hyde Park hot spot - Cheap. They DO have happy hour specials on food and drink. Much more budget conscious in this economy, especially since we are both in sales.

Anyway, it was a lovely evening, and we had a blast carrying on like two giggly little school girls. I am very much looking forward to returning to this tradition, although from now on, pizza should be involved.

After happy hour, I came home to watch Duke (tank). What a depressing ending to what seemed like a promising season. While this was going on, Shawn, back in Vegas for the 3rd time this month, had a Bob Knight Special. Apparently, Coach became very impatient at the studio prior to the post-game live shots. The games were lasting longer than expected, and after waiting and waiting, Coach said "Let's GO!" and refused to sit there and wait any longer.

Maybe you did or did not notice the missing Coach commentary on the 11 o'clock Sportscenter last night. Anyway, that was a fun moment for Shawn.

Sigh. I'm ready for him to come home. This trip has been brutal. Lee keeps telling Shawn to thank him. I have a thank you for you Lee!!!

The fortunate thing for Shawn is that at least he has visitors for the weekend. Wags was kind enough to fly out from LA and re-live the days of the dynamic duo out on the town. Only this time, Shawn is the married wingman. We saw a dude last week at the Wynn pool wearing a shirt that said "Don't get excited - I'm just the wingman." I promptly went out and purchased the exact same shirt. (no, I didn't, but I meant to!)

Also, Beatrice will be in town this weekend, and she, too, is an avid college hoops fan. They will have the chance to bond at the sportsbook and watch some games.

I will be working the Buccaneers cheerleader auditions tomorrow morning. Don't get excited, I'm only working registration, but at least I get to see (intimidate) the girls as they walk in. Should be fun. Hopefully, next year, I can watch them dance.

Have a great weekend!