It was another tough loss for the Bulldog Nation to endure this weekend, but it takes more than a heartbreaker of a football game to bring this group down. My friends and I still had a ball -- simply because we were with each other. You give us a round of beers and a bar centered around
cheesy fantastic 90s music, and you have a winning combination. It was a weekend full of dance parties, wine by candlelight on the back porch (until the wee hours of the morning), and as always -- lots of giggling. I love my friends, but I wish we all lived closer together. The trips and visits fly by way too fast, and they never last long enough.