Meet the back of Pauly’s head. Okay, his name is Paul but by the end of the night he was Pauly. He was pretty awesome. And hot. And funny. And a really good sport because let me tell ya, we did NOT have our filters with us yesterday. All in all we were very happy to have Pauly carting us around!

Meet the bar. ‘Nuff said. (isn’t this a pretty bad ass picture?)
Me and Dee. This was our “Pretty Woman” moment. Except we’re not Richard Gere.

Here’s half of the group that went yesterday. I didn’t get a pic on my phone of the whole group but a couple of the other girls did. When they send me a copy, I’ll post it.

