Ladies and lederhosen

The ladies and I had dinner at the Schnitzel Haus last Thursday. Lots of gossip, laughs and silliness.

I love these ladies because they're smart, fun, cool and unabashedly into reality television.

But, sadly, I think this is the last time we'll be dining at the Schnitzel Haus :(

Noodles and Housewives

Ye olde Jamba crew met last night for a delightful dinner of Thai noodles and Real Housewives gossip.  I just don't think it gets any better than this - do you?

The ladies are all kinds of vocal and loud when it comes time to share their opinions on the Real Housewhores (e.g., "Gretchen and Slade aren't really dating - they just want to be on the show for any reason", "Kelly's pink boots are gross", "Ramona and her husband are either overly medicated or in severe need of medication" and various versions of "I'm up here...you're down there".  Funny how shy they get when their picture is taken, though.  Thankfully Sarah brought her new camera and coaxed some poses out of the ladies.  Unfortunately mine is a gesticulation action shot - not my finest moment...

Cookies, gossip and Real Housewives

Had the greatest afternoon at Sarah's house today.  Sarah had invited me, Tami, Ann, Lisa, Catherine (and her new, precious baby Milly) over to decorate cookies.  Hella fun!

We decorated cookies, sipped tea and (brandy-laced) egg nog, gossiped and watched episodes of Real Housewives (don't judge us!).  Could this be the afternoon of my dreams?!  Come on - frosting, Real Housewives, friends and sipping sauce?  I think this is what heaven looks like.

As you can see from the photos, some of us have more decorating flair than others.  In case you were wondering, mine is the plate with the jacked up cookies.  You know - the ones that looked like accidents (well, mainly because two of mine did meet up with accidents) and the one that looks like a green Grimace :(

Another glass of hell?

Had dinner last night with Ann, Sarah and The Tami at the Schnitzel Haus.  The food was good (albeit heavy) and the company was fabulous (highlight of the night [and there were many] was Sarah yelping "Yes, that guy's a pussy!" to The Tami's tale of a pussy boyfriend spotted at a sports bar this past weekend).  

Oh, yeah - and this song was playing in the background - enjoy:

Another highlight was the beer menu.  While we didn't recognize any of the options we felt we had to imbibe.  The first option on the menu had the word hell in it - how could I resist a tall glass of hell?  And, I'll tell you what - that glass of hell sure was good.  If hell is really that smooth and tasty - count me in.