Happy Birthday Martin Luther King Jr.

Well, Happy Birthday Martin Luther King Jr. And thank you so much for speaking out for my rights as a middle class suburban white girl.

Last night, to celebrate the day of our King, we had a Marty Party at the Gilbride-Loris house. It was ragin'. And there was pizza.

Kris and I pre-partied at his house before, so we were the drunk friends.

I think this morning I had a smoking hangover, which made me realize that all during Pink-Eye I didn't smoke once. For like, four days. And I didn't even realize it. Which all leads me closer and closer to the idea I've been toying with of, "Quit Smoking?" Don't get all twisty, it's still just an idea. But it has definetely been lessened.

Here are the pics from the party.

Our hostess Kelly. She is the owner of that dog you all voted for on the cat blog. Dog was a little freaked out last night I have to say. Kelly is hilarious and let me sleepover and watch Pee Wee Herman with her after the party and then we ate delicious Nookies for lunch today.

Brannen sitting. Brooke drinking. Jeremy eating. These are a few of our favorite things.

I make Jeremy share.

There are so many pictures of Kris and I together. It's hilarious. It's like we are a married couple. And everytime someone take a picture with a digital camera where Kris looks great and I look like a jackass Kris is always like, "That's cuuuute!" Makes me insane. So we've agreed that all pitures published have to be mutually agreed on. This was the best of three. We don't look half bad, especially for the amount of vanilla flavored whiskey flowing through Kris's system. mmm.

Happy MLK day everyone!!