last night, we went out. like OUT out, for the first time in a long time.
it was my bff sarah p’s birthday so we celebrated in style with a keg of miller lite, quesadillas and beer pong at the bar.
i got wild and put a lime in my diet coke. (sorry little one, but that caffeine was imperative so as to not narcolept around 9:15pm. forgive me.)
these are my girls… we used to sing together. we may have sang last night right there on that stage behind us, which was completely embarrassing but also utterly amazing.
being 8.5 months pregnant, sober in a bar isn’t as miserable as it sounds. in fact, after throwing on a little extra eyeliner, some leather paneled leggings and my most comfortable pair of heels… i actually felt pretty great. dare i say i felt like myself?
and of course - happiest of happy birthdays to my dear sarah p, may your 29th year bring you all you’ve wished for and more!