Wine

This might be my most favorite saying ever...

Ahh to pour wine into a glass again....and repeat. 

Less than 4 months.

Tick. Tock.

Name That Stain

That moment when you're at work and you notice a GIANT stain on your dress...  anyone else recognize this as a cabernet moment??  Apparently the last time I wore this I attended happy hour.

I swear I grabbed it from the laundry room this morning.  I'm just concerned that I didn't notice it when I looked in the full length mirrior before I left. 

Stay Classy.

Cafe Trio Drinko

Ok, that's not the official name, but I'm starting a petition to change it after last night.

Krista and I met for happy hour at Cafe Trio.  I got there first and our series of texts went like this:

Me: Outside?
K: Are you serious?
Me: They have misters.

As if misters would save us from the 98 degree weather.  We tried to play it cool until we couldn't handle the heat anymore and moved inside.  Their patio was amazing!

To our delight, Tuesday are 1/2 price wine night.  Match made in heaven.  After 2 glasses of the Cab that the waitress recommended, I couldn't decide on my next move.  The bartender suggested one of their beers on tap.  I was lame and went with a Blue Moon, but it was a great refresher.

The best part of the whole night, well besides being with Krista and her using the word 'horribler', was when I looked at the menu and saw this:



A Margo pizza!



Duh, I had to order it.  It did not disappoint, delish!

We also had maybe the best spin dip I've ever had.

About this time we moved again, this time further down the bar to give us some more room.  It was like we were playing musical chairs.  Good thing the bartenders didn't care, they brought us over a "taste tester".  It just looked like a giant shot to me, don't try to use fancy words to disguise it.

Apparently I was loving the recommendations last night as I had a tweet from one of my fav bloggers, Trophy Wife, who told me to try the Sangria.  Bring it on!

When the bartender set it in front of me, my eyes about popped out of my head. 

It was the biggest glass of Sangria I'd ever seen.

Cafe Trio was not messing around.

It didn't look big in that picture, so we had to use props to show the comparison...

That's a tall beer glass to the left, and Krista's bigger than normal sized wine glass.

It came with two straws.  I'm not sure if it always comes with two straws or if the bartender was trying to tell us something :)

Jam Jar Wine

We had a blast and I loved Cafe Trio. It might be my new favorite happy hour spot.  Especially on Tuesdays. 

Who's going with me next week?

Wine Barn

A couple of weekends ago we did something super fun and different.  Emily had bought a Groupon to the 'Wine Barn' out by Bashor for 10 people.  Seeing as though it was located far away and we would be 'tasting' wine for 2 hours, we decided that it would probably best to have some sort of transportation.  We booked a limo and we were ready to rock.

When I received the email confirmation from the limo company, I noticed there was a bold paragraph at the end stating the rules.  No standing out of the sunroof and any articles of clothing left behind are not their problem.  No flashing from the top of the limo... we get it. 

The Wine Barn was SO cute and quaint.  We were the only group there so we got a good run down of the wine... and multiple re-fills.

The provided lots of appetizers that paired with each type of wine.

I wish we could have seen the vineyard, but it was dark and cold.  I would love to visit when it's nicer out, they have live music and free tastings on the weekends.

We had extra time to drive around afterwards so we decided to make a stop at The Cashew for a quick drink.

Pouring wine in a moving vehicle is not the easiest thing.  It results in ivory coats looking tie-dyed.  You have been warned.

We ended the night back at our house for some games and night caps.

I wish we could do this every weekend!

I'm like stop...

What happens when your husband goes out on a bachelor party, say last weekend??? 

The wives make their own girls night out, and I end up stealing the microphone from poor college kids to rap Vanilla Ice.  That's what happens. 

Saturday we found ourselves in the middle of karaoke night at Paddy O'Quigleys.  I should clarify, we did not go there intending for it to be karaoke night, nor did we intend to join in.  The next thing I know, I'm jumping out of my chair, ripping the mic out of a strange boy's hand, telling him he needs to learn the words, and doing hand motions to Ice Ice Baby. 

And just because I love you all, and don't mind making fun of myself, I'm going to share those pictures...

Sorry dude.  You're too young to know the words anyways.

That guys is still singing without a mic.

Letting it flow.

Move it Move it.

 Oh look!  I found a friend!  Thanks Chels.

 By the looks of the screen in the background, we had moved on to some Nelly.  Note, not once did we actually request a song...I wonder if those guys got sick of us stealing their thunder?  Clearly we didn't care.  I don't think that is good karaoke etiquette.

And then it was the battle of the twins.  Em decided to join the party!  Still singing someone else's song.  It looks like Journey...

Twinning!!!

Gina managed to make me realize I should NEVER. EVER. kareoke again by capturing all of this on my camera.
And for that, we thank you!!

(Tosh reference anyone??)

Say A Little Prayer

Tony went to the Royals game last night and had pretty amazing seats behind the plate.  He was on TV all night.  I told him not to pick his nose.

Here's the text message I got from Erin. 



Dear God, please let Callie be sober when I get home. 
Amen.  Tony.

Howlin' @ The Moon

Hi friends.
I'm super behind on blogging some fun times, like my mom/brother's bday celebration, Kenny Chesney concert, and a few others.  We'll start in time sequence.
My mom & brother's bday.  My mom's bday was June 20th.  No, I'm not that far behind.  We didn't get to celebrate it until July 22nd because evidently summer is busy for everyone.  My brother's bday is July 28th, so we decided to combine them. 
My mom loves loves loves piano bars, must be where I get that from.  So I got onto Howl @ The Moon & Ernie Biggs' websites and entered to win a happy hour.  I think everyone that enters wins, that would be the only reasoning for the fact I won one to both.  We decided at P&L we had less of a risk to get jumped by a gang, so I picked that one. 

Birthday buds

We splurged a whole $6.00

We got there super early and it was packed!  Somehow we all squeezed into an area and held our ground.  The happy hour drink list was beer, margaritas, wine, and long island ice teas.  Keep in mind, Tony and I were leaving for GB to get his truck in the morning at 6:30 am.  Nevertheless, I was celebrating and decided on wine.  This would later kick me in the ass.  My mom, on the other hand, went with the Long Island.  Mom is usually just a beer drinker.  My dad looked at her and said 'have you ever had one of those before?'  My dad was a bartender in college so he knows that they consist of all liquor.  She laughed and said no, but she'd just have one.  The next thing I know... I'm still drinking wine, and my mom is still drinking long islands.  The look on my dad's face was hilarious every time my mom held up her empty glass and requested another. 

Here are all the gals.  The gorgeous one in the pink dress is my cousin Bridget.  She is normally a blonde too, but had a lapse in judgement and decided to go dark.  She kept complaining as we were taking the picture that she didn't match everyone.

I blame her for my multiple glasses of wine.  She's in college and fun.  I tried to hang with her wine chugging.  I wanted to be cool.  Then she made me take a tequila shot, that she got for free by showing the bartender a picture of her car wreck.  Genious.

Brother!

Here's my grandma & grandpa and their daughters.  It took a few pics to finally get it right...

There we go!



Hubs & Bro

Bridget & Josh.  They will make pretty babies...some day.


Then things started to get crazy.  I made my mom take a jello syringe shot.  Bridget made her mom take one too.  Super sad I have no pictures of this.
Bridget grabbed these giant straws from behind the bar...

???

Father, Daughter

Dancing sisters.  Long Islands make you dance.

This is the last picture I took on my camera.  At least I was drinking a beer at this point.  I was relieved to see that.  However, the look on our faces might explain why I insisted that my parents take some lasagna with them when they dropped us off at home.

6:30 am rolled around wayyy to early for this girl, but it was totally worth it.  I woke up thinking I shouldn't be allowed out with my family on a regular basis.