1. It was my first time celebrating my roommate Jennifer's boyfriend Jason's birthday! haha. He's now 22, and can totally sing the Taylor Swift song titled "22"! It was a great night, which I have yet to see any pictures from, but if I get some that are blog appropriate I will add them in.
2. It was the first time I made mashed potatoes from a real potatoe using a hand masher! Mind you, it really was just mashed potatoe as I only used one larger potatoe (which I was graciously offered by Matt & Kelly).
3. I had my first ever pint of Guinness. Actually it was "Guinness & Black", so Guinness and a shot of black current juice. It was really tasty, and it reminded me of something that I have tasted before that I still can't pinpoint.
4. I played a proper game of darts for the first time with Kelly & Matt at the trusty North Star pub next door. By proper, I mean because my brother Clint and I used to throw darts in our basement growing up, but we aimed at pictures of celebrities we weren't fond of on the dart board, not the actual scores and numbers. (Justin Timberlake was a common casuality, as well as all of the members of N*SYNC - what can I say, I was a Backstreet Boy fan all the way!). At first, my dart throws were wild and the way my dart soared through the air was one of a kind so my shooting line was moved forward, but by the end of playing I was throwing from the official dart line and I even won a round of the game 501 that we played!
5. I finally got an upclose climpse of St. Paul's Cathedral. I convinced Kelly to come out of the house with me on Sunday afternoon to go on a walking adventure. We weren't really sure where to head, so we picked the tube stop Embankment, which is done along the Thames as our destination. We arrived and just started walking! We also saw a Bride getting photos done in a little park, and the Bride was terrified of the pigeons. This inspired lots of wedding dream conversation between Kelly and I as well! We were walking along and I spotted St. Paul's Cathedral in the distance so I chose that as our destination.
6. And last but not least, it was the first time I really identified with the awful feeling of sunday night when you work a Monday to Friday day job. Sunday night just sucks! You don't want to get ready for the work day ahead, you want to be enjoying your weekend still. You end up going to sleep a lot later than normal, and you dread falling asleep because it means the official end of your weekend. Ugh. I can't think of any time of that week that is worse, although Monday morning isn't too far behind!
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