Old Roommate Jenny had planned an evening event to celebrate my birthday and had been keeping it a secret. I had no idea what she had planned, but by yesterday afternoon I was getting curious:
H: What time this evening then? We're not painting mugs or something gay like that are we?
ORJ: Yes we are biotch. How did you know?
H: I'm going to paint giant breasts on mine.
ORJ: Hot.
H: We're not really painting mugs are we? Because then I'd feel bad for calling it gay...
ORJ: Not mugs but we are going to that place. Is that dorky?
H: What place? I totally made that up!
ORJ: Shut up. That's weird. All Fired Up. No kidding, that's the name.
H: No way! I've never heard of it! I'm still painting boobs...
ORJ: I can't believe you made that up.
It took me a while to realize that she was serious and for her to realize that I had completely made up the whole thing. Honestly, I really hadn't heard of that place -- I had had a certain "Friends" episode in my head all day:
Lauren: Hey! So since we're getting off early, do you want to go and paint mugs?
Joey: What?
Lauren: You know! At that place I told you about last night?
Joey: Oh yeah, with the mug painting. Yeah. I was so listening to that.
So basically, I am an asshole. I had no clue that she was planning a creative evening, and yet? As soon as I hit "send" on that first text message, I knew that she had planned exactly that.
I didn't need a mug, however, so I painted a bowl. No breasts, I'm afraid -- there were children present ("Please, there are ladies present!"):
Jenny, in a display of hidden artistic ability, painted nuts on a mug:
One super awesome thing about this place? You can bring in your own beverages. Including wine. Delicious wine. Or delicious sugar:
I was so into my craft, I forgot to drink my Coke.
Somehow, I don't think that would have been the case if it had been Chardonnay.
Somehow, I don't think that would have been the case if it had been Chardonnay.
This last photo is just to illustrate Jenny's freehand technique:
I know that she doesn't believe me (see: insensitive text messages), but I had always wanted to do this and I had a blast!
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