The next night we managed to find a bar that put on the hockey game for us, much to our delight and also regret for as we thanked the owner, he bought us a shot of vodka. It was their own infused berry flavoured vodka, unfortunately warm and which quite honestly, is not fit for human consumption, regardless of intoxication levels. To ease the gagging reflex caused by the afore mentioned vodka and drown our sorrows of our Canucks having lost, Charlotte - server extraordinaire - made sure we were never sans bevvies for the rest of the night. The bar came to life later in the night with dueling pianos which seemed to draw crowds. We kept Charlotte company late into the evening until none of us could drink anymore.
Thankfully the next day we headed to Safeco field for an afternoon of greasy food, hair of the dog and a baseball game. While our luck with hangover cures was good, the Mariners didn't share our luck and after 13 innings we decided we'd had enough and even though the sun was lovely, the Mariners were still tied and the cute boys were scarce so we headed out. (The Mariners ended up winning in the 15th) But not before a stray foul ball hit by Russ Branyan bee-lined for us and ended up hitting Simone square in the stomach. Good thing the two gals who actually have played ball shied away from it as if we were 6 yr olds and were afraid it had boy cooties. Simone was ok and our young Austrian walked away excited about her souvenir that would commemorate the weekend to memory forever, or just collect dust like it does for everyone else.
The girls weekend ended with a 9-pairs of shoes shopping trip for me at Nordstrom on the way home. Yes, I'm aware 9 pairs of shoes of rather ridonkulous, but when one of the pairs of shoes looks like this - how can you say no?
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