Sunday, July 4, 2010

Drinkin' and Thinkin'

The flatmates (which sounds cooler than 'apartmentmates.' Syllables don't quite line up right for that one) and I had a wild drinking party last week (hi mom). Wherein there was much rejoicing, much slumping over the table and many embarrassing pictures taken. So, a normal night of shenanigans, right? Right?

Molly displays proper drinking technique. As a side note, the peach, pear and apricot flavors had potential, but were much too syrupy for my tastes. And yes, those are all boxes of juice. It still counts as drinking.

In other news, went to Florence yesterday. It was really hot, and really touristy, but fun. Saw the David (afterwaiting in line for over an hour, we damn well saw the thing). Saw the river, and the Ponte Vecchio. Also saw the last half of the Germany/Argentina game because we got tired and ran out of touristing ideas (Go DEUTSCHLAND!!!). The best part may well have been seeing the view from the top of the Duomo. No matter where you looked was a postcard, I swear.


  1. Deutschland won das Spiel! Hurra!

    Maggie, do you remember your preschool going away party when you were five years old? You told me it was "really boring, because everybody was just sitting around drinking".

    Wild times at Westminster Lutheran Preschool.

  2. Deutschland hat das Spiel gewonnen! If you were looking for a full sentence. Good job mom.

    No, I don't remember that. It's too bad that I don't remember, because it sounds very entertaining. I was an entertaining kid.

  3. Maggilicious! Have you heard about this octopus?

    If not, why not?????

  4. I haven't. But I'm glad I know now (although I think the keepers just like putting octopus-nip in the Germany jar, or something. Seriously, Paul almost always chooses Germany. Patriotic octopus).

    This is amazing.