Not every post has to be about how I'm questioning my life and where I'm going. While I devote a lot of my blog to that purpose, a very marginal amount of my life is spent tossing and turning over things.
When I'm not having quarter-life-crises, I'm really enjoying being 24 and single and in Philadelphia.
Yesterday we did a lovely event called "Flavors of the Avenue". All you need to know is that I spent two hours setting up, one hour cleaning up, and five hours in between slinging margaritas. And I mean slinging. My hands got so sticky from the copious amounts of sugary-sweet mix and guava puree that they were getting stuck to the pitchers and every time I took my hand off to pop in a lime or give a straw, a little piece of my skin stayed on the pitcher. I had raw hands by the end, but it was frickin' fun.
Afterward, we got wind of another event. Broad Street was completely shut down for a festival and it was free and, oh yeah, Sharon Jones was performing. And boy, was Sharon Jones performing. Bitch is bad ass. Don't know how else to say it.
Look at all of those people!
We shoved a dozen Tecates in our purses and slammed them on the street while enjoying the gorgeous weather and the company of friends.
Ash and Mike are beautiful, no?
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