Adams Morgan strikes back.

Had a blast celebrating Cathy's birthday in Adams Morgan last night. Despite the vow taken by two young ladies at the beginning of the night, both ladies were hammered by the end. Salsa dancing lessons on the fly, eating carbs at 3 am, the stomp/trip/and near fall incident, and a 10 mile walk to the car all were totally ridiculous and completely fun.

OH, and did I mention we went to a gay bar? Totally fun. Cheap drinks, only women get carded, and all the Will's and Jack's you can stand. Does life get better? YES! Because the men check out and hit on the boyfriend! HA!

Good times with The Boy...and a much needed weekend by both parties. Off to another camp this week....and GASP...the last week of freedom before school starts.

Note to self: Do NOT wear flip flops when salsa dancing with the friggin masters. You will undoubtedly lose at least one in the process...and they don't care. They'll just keep spinning you amidst a sea of men who are more than willing to dance with a tall blonde who OBVIOUSLY doesn't know what she's doing.