Scott had to work 7a to 7p on my actual birthday. So, the night before my big day, we went out. One of our stops was for drinks at a very dark, comfortable, and lounge-y place called the Capitol Chophouse. It's attached to the Hilton hotel downtown and apparently that is one of the few hotels in the area that allows pets. As we sat in the bar and looked out towards the lobby of the hotel, we saw this funny face....
I love Bull Dogs. They are so funny lookin'.
My friend, Kori, knew Scott had to work all day on my birthday. So, she invited me out for brunch on my big day-- which was a Saturday. We met at a pub/restaurant named The Green Acre. The Wisconsin Badgers were playing football. Every time you bought a drink, you got a ticket. When the Badgers scored, they drew a ticket and the winning number got free drinks until the next time the team scored and then they drew another number. Hello! It was my birthday. I had a winning ticket (thanks to Kori) and it carried me all the way through half-time. Mimosas?? Bottoms up.
So there is my big ol' fat face with my Mimosa, some more tickets, and a very cute gift bag from Kori that had the coolest necklace in it.
I'd pose the question: who is cuter, me or the Bull Dog? But, I already know the answer and I ain't even mad about it. I once heard a preacher say, "Facts is facts and truth is truth". The facts and truth are, the Bull Dog is much cuter.
lol.
1 comment:
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday! I don't know how that happened, but many, many belated good wishes to you.
And, I'm sorry, concerning the bulldog: you're MUCH cuter.
I bet that bulldog must think God doesn't like him...
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