Shaken, not stirred
I love me a good martini & I'm lucky that Jon's best friend, Ryan, knows how to make them just like I like them. This day was our 1 weekaversary (yes, its a word - in the urban dictionary. Don't believe me? Google it) of being married & we celebrated with dinner & drinks at a downtown Sacramento pub where Jon's best friend is working. We had such a good time! We were just hanging out in the practically empty bar when a pub crawl came in --- let's just say, I'm sure it was a night to remember, but I can't. Too many martini's ... and shots ... and martini's ... and shots! I can't drink like I'm 21 anymore ... especially since I'm inching my way towards the big 3-0!
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