Thursday, January 29, 2009
Doug was there for the first night of the girl-fest. He skipped town shortly thereafter to visit brother Steve in New Haven. He was actually forced (well, let's say strongly encouraged) to leave the girls to their own devices. I did it for his own good. Five girls in a one bedroom apartment for three whole days. No mans wants any part of that. .... Okay, perhaps that's not the best way to put it. Your wife and four of her best girlfriends, all spending the weekend in your one bedroom apartment, gossiping, laughing, doing other girly things you can't quite grasp. No husbands wants any part of that.
("Does anyone want to go back to the apartment and play some cards?")
Monday, January 26, 2009
Lately, my husband has been contemplating the impending downfall of the US economy as we know it. I, on the other hand, have been content to live in ignorant bliss, prohibiting him from discussing all things related to the economy, our finances, and the future of our country on all days but Wednesdays and Sundays. It's been a source of contention - Doug's acute obsession with the economy - in the House of Bargoz-Tedeschi. But, this past Saturday night, we put the bear market out of our minds and decided to ride the bull.
In celebration of our dear friend Kyle's birthday, we ventured south to a bar called Mason Dixon on the Lower East Side where we drank bourbon (well, not really, but it would have been a lot more fitting if we had) and rode a mechanical bull. We discovered that Doug has a latent talent for bull riding. But, I have to admit, I wasn't so bad myself.
The Prodigal Daughter Has Returned/ A Charming Wedding in Chapel Hill
0 comments Posted by Roxy & Doug at 8:26 AMYes, I know. I've been remiss in blogging. I started off strong, but quickly and abruptly lost steam. Lest you, my faithful followers, be concerned, don't be. I'm back. And I'm bigger and badder than ever - with not just one, but two posts today.
First, let me say this - it's become quite evident to me that Doug will never blog on this thing. He is merely too intimidated by the wittiness and the deeply profound intellectuality of my posts to try to compete with me. So, for all you readers out there who have been visiting our site daily, awaiting a post for Doug, you can stop holding your breath. It's just me from here on out.
Second, while much has happened since my last post, there is one event I must share - Cat and Chris's wedding on January 2 in Chapel Hill. Doug and I spent an incredible three days in Chapel Hill reliving our college days (rather, my college days since Doug went to school in Philly) and celebrating with our very dear friends Cat and Chris. The bride was one of the most stunning I have ever seen in person, in magazines, anywhere. The parties were many and magnificent. Everything was perfect.
A few highlights. The New Year's Eve frat party at the Beta House. Getting pedicures with Ashlie and Rebecca and learning all about pregnancy from Rebecca's experiences (I'm definitely not even close to being ready to handle it). Doug finding his "soul mate" (his words verbatim) in Michael Ueltschey's dad. Watching Cat's face light up the morning of her wedding day when she opened her present from Chris (Chris, excellent job; Doug will never hear the end of it now). Walking into the utterly gorgeous reception ballroom. Liz's hilarious and concurrently tear-jerking Maid of Honor speech. Listening to Katie Webb and Doug discuss timing the conception of their respective children so that their kids will grow up together as friends (code word: the Menees has landed).
I did take pictures, but they pale in comparison to the ones the photographer took. Click on the link below, clink on clients, scroll down to Cat and Chris's gallery and type in "gaither" for the password.
http://www.kristinbyrum.com/
