that's not what this is about. this is about celebrating the fact that miss n is in our life and is not getting any younger.
i went to meet miss n and her totally awesome boyfriend, le rock star, for dinner. but first -- the diva wasn't quite done getting ready:

so while she put her face on i looked at the 3(!!!) bouquets of flowers that le rock star got his lady. (rogray, are you taking notes?)



take a close look at that last one. . .that vase is just as amazing in person as it is on film. . .le rock star had no choice -- he needed a 3rd vase and that was the only one he could find at the store. . .i hope they put every flower arrangement in it.
after i forced miss n to stop putting make-up on her face and that those boots did not make her look like a pirate we went to a yummy dinner at el rincon on 5th avenue.
new york is not known for it's mexican and i am happy to report that this is very tasty, inexpensive mexican -- don't get the burritos -- go for the chimichangas -- i'm serious. almost as serious as miss n eating this chip:

after gorging ourselves we hoofed it to union hall where the main event was going to take place. . .le rock star scoped the crowd to see if there was anoyone's ass he could kick should a fight break out or maybe he was just looking at the bocce ball court. who knows what goes on in a man's mind?:

he decided to whisper sweet nothings in his sweetie's ear:

and then the party started:








the following wins for best picture of the night. it's of the hulk pointing to rogray's ass-crack.

keep looking at it.
it gets funnier.
all in all a good night was had by all. miss n turned 29 -- i drank too much and kugs, the hulk, rogray and i had doughnuts on the drive home.
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