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Six Pack Sunday: Thanksgiving Hangover

November 27, 2011

Ah, the post-Thanksgiving hangover.  It’s not really a booze hangover, as much as it’s an “Overeating, overdrinking, under-workingout, miss-my-family-alread” hangover.  And I’m feeling it (though I don’t actually leave until tomorrow morning.)

The boys have started trickling back to their respective towns (I’m the eldest of five kids, 3 brothers, 1 sister) and the relative quiet in the house is setting in. Yes, there’s still my mom, my dad, my sister, my brother, two dogs, and a turtle with me…. but you know what I mean.

It’s been a busy weekend, and though I didn’t take my camera out too much, I managed to snap a few bits and pieces for this week’s Six Pack Sunday.

Six Pack Sunday: Thanksgiving Hangover

1. Pretzel Perfection

Hear that chorus of angels?

I never ever eat pretzels in North Carolina. It’s just not something I’ll go out and get for myself.

In Pennsylvania, though, all bets are off. When I’m around Snyder’s hard pretzels, I can’t control myself. And the twist in the middle of the pretzel…. if anyone says that’s not the best part, they’re just sitting on a throne of LIES!

2. Sipping on Small Business Saturday 

Wanna get more customers in the store on Small Business Saturday?

Mimo party!!

Offer free mimosas to customers.

Bonus perk: they drink a few, maybe they get a little looser with their moneys.  Win-win, all around.

3. S’more-tini!!

Bottoms up!

Inspired by the ever-wise Jessica’s recipe, and an airplane bottle of Smirnoff Fluffed Marshmallow vodka, I enjoyed a s’moretini on Friday night.

If you like your booze to taste like a campfire treat, make these. ASAP.

4. Booty Bump

Did anyone but me miss this story until just today?

Holy moly

This woman in Miami tried to get a butt implant on the cheap from a Fake Doctor named Oneal Ron Morris, who filled her butt with super glue, tire sealant, and cement for $700.

Very very scary stuff.  Folks, if you decide to get major surgery on your body, and someone is willing to “make a deal” with you, you should probably see the red flags and head for the hills.

5. Remember the Memories

Good ol' tree

My aunt, who hosted Thanksgiving dinner this year, actually lives in my old neighborhood in Delaware that I lived in from birth until about age 10.  Of course, we had to sneak over to my old house and give a hug to the tree outside of it.

Totally normal, yeah?

6. Mother-Daughter Piercing Party

Clearly having a blast

My mom and I have sort of made a tradition in the recent history of getting pierced together. It’s like we egg each other on and WHAM, my eyebrow’s pierced.

Well, this Saturday, we took a walk around downtown West Chester, PA and stumbled across High Rollers Tattoo, which received glowing reviews on Yelp.

After signing a few waivers, holding each others hands for pain transmission, and admiring our new bling, we were done!

Hoop de loop

We each got the “helix” piercing, prompting my mom to call us a Double Helix.

Now you know where I get my sense of humor.

Did you have any exciting family adventures this weekend? 

How about any impromptu piercings? No? Just me?

 

7 Comments leave one →
  1. November 27, 2011 3:33 pm

    I wish my mom liked piercings so I could go get some with her! I always have to get them in secret, and then get in trouble. Oh well, better to ask forgiveness than permission, right?

  2. November 27, 2011 5:55 pm

    re: Booty Bump ………. WHATTTTTT?!??!?!?!? THAT IS HORRIBLE!!

  3. November 27, 2011 6:01 pm

    Totally know what you mean re: Thanksgiving hangover. Idontwannadogradschoolfinalssssss.

    I have my helix pierced too (did it impromptu as well!), my advice is to DO EVERYTHING THEY TELL YOU. Warm sea salt water soaks twice a day, or it will never heal. Also, don’t sleep on it for at least 6 months. I made these mistakes, and I have a nasty ass keloid bump on my ear. Don’t be like me!

  4. November 27, 2011 8:00 pm

    oh my god! I did not hear this booty bump story!! what an idiot!

  5. November 28, 2011 9:59 pm

    who’s dna and who’s rna?

    • November 29, 2011 10:36 am

      Since she’s Dana, she can be dna. And since you can’t spell Jordan without rna, you know who that makes me!!

      #GEEK

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