Can I borrow some toothpicks? Maybe some caffeine pills? Do you have any left over coffee? Do you think I could convince my CEO to instigate official nap time starting today?

This weekend was so crazy. And a lot of fun. But man, I’m paying for it now. I could really use a nap. But stories! And pictures! It’s been awhile since I posted photos. (Or so Flickr tells me.) Let’s do the whirlwind recap, shall we?

No? How about just the highlights and funny stories. Sounds good? Good. Here we go.

Friday - Kickball End of Season Party
Funny Story: I walked into the bar about 30 minutes after the “scheduled start time.” There were four people in the bar. A wave of panic raced through my veins. Crap. Was I in the wrong place again? I walked outside and saw one table of strangers. Where the hell was the party? Finally Amy showed up and we went upstairs to the balcony where all the kickballers were. Filled with relief, I found my friends, the beer and got my MVP medal.

Recap: The party was a lot of fun. The beer was both cold and free. I got to see some of my kickballing friends. I left with gum on my jeans. (Yeah, I don’t know either.) Got home just before 3 am.

Saturday - Taste of Addison
Funny Story: Robin was trying to flirt with this guy and had the following conversation:
Robin: Excuse me. Do you know who's playing and what time they come on?
Guy: The Black Crows at 10:30.
Robin: Thanks! (turns back to me and Amy)
Robin: It's the Black Crows at 10:30.
Me and Amy: Duh.

She scolded us for ruining her "game" later on in the night. But Amy and I agreed that that totally wasn't flirting - mostly because she walked away after asking him the question. She did make up for it later that night by picking up FOUR guys and securing a table at the bar. At least she's good for something?

Recap: We ate too much delicious food. Sat outside during a cold front and nearly chattered our teeth off. I had a conversation with a guy from Scotland and completely understood him. (Thanks for the practice, Kerry and Ian.) Got home about 3 am.

Sunday - Mother's Day
Funny Story: We took Mom out for dinner on Mother's Day. We knew every restaurant would be packed with families and screaming kids and mothers who just want to go out for dinner, but still have to put up with their bratty children. We found the solution. We took Mom to Buffalo Wild Wings. Because clearly no one wants to take mom out for wings and beer on Mother's Day. (This goes hand in hand with theory of taking Dad to Hooters on Father's Day.)

Recap: It was a lazy Sunday. Did a bit of shopping. Hung around their house. Ate wings. Watched the Tudors. Happy Mother's Day! Fortunately got home about 9:30.

And lazy as all that sounds, I'm still so tired! I barely made it to work this morning. I guess I had drained all my power cells. Knowing that, please appreciate all the hard work I put forth to present you with kickball pictures! And yes, that's me in my MVP medal. Enjoy!

Ricardo (Lookin' to Score) and Me (Big Leballskies)

Amy (BL), Susan (V. Red Ball) and John (Balls of Fury)

Me (BL), Paul (BoF) and John (BoF) who is trying to lick Paul

Amy and Me (BL) I think this is by far my favorite picture from the night.

Check out all the kickball debauchery here.