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reUDnite weekend

Heheh. Hehehehehe. I don’t even know where to begin…

A group of us from college have been trying to plan a weekend excursion for months…and it finally happened. There will be photos once we’ve all uploaded, but until then, enjoy the monolog:

Friday – Met up with Brittany at our hotel early since I was already in DE… She works at Marriott and we got a sweet deal for our rooms, and the hotel was so fancy for being in Newark! Since we had hours to wait until the others arrived, we went to the gym to catch up while burning calories.

Jen, Hillary, and Laurie arrived roughly the same time and we all jumped and squealed like the beamy girls that we are. It was rainy and gross but we decided to brave the elements regardless and head to our usual feeding haunt, Homegrown Cafe. During the entire walk we reminisced about the good ol’ days and how UD has so many more perks for their students than we had…have you SEEN Independence Hall?? Seriously. And the rape path doesn’t exist anymore…they have a bridge! Yay for safety. Race ya to the blue light. And we saw deer.

Homegrown was delicious as always… A really bad band played and the guy behind us was really into it so naturally I had to take some snarky photos with him peering over my shoulder. We drank, we caught up, they heard horrid stories from work, it was grand. Off to Kates…

Which SUCKS now. Sucks. It smelled…full of yo boys, the music was awful, and there was cougar dry humping. We abandoned our drinks and headed to Grotto’s, the old standby. We had beers and shots and found a new balloon friend named Lenny. I don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in such a long time. I can’t even remember what we talked about, except for boobs and “hey, remember when” stories and we sang along to the crappy/awesome playlist. It felt so good. Though we all stay in touch with each other, we haven’t had group facetime since our bar crawl in ’04.

I wasn’t done with my full beer, so after we left I decided it would be best if I took it with me. I shoved it in my jacket and off we went. Once outside, Laurie and I sang Jay Z’s “Empire State of Mind” while drinking and dancing with our bounty. Though I kept looking around for cop cars, we were safe. Until we crossed the street…
Though this part is fuzzy, this is what I recall:
“Hey ladies…”
“Heyyyyyyyyy!”
“Undercover cop, come with me”
And then I pissed myself.

The girls walked off ahead of Laurie and me and I think I’m in shock. The cop asks for my license and registration…obviously I call him out on his mistake, as I was on foot and not driving. He starts asking us questions, to which I tell him we weren’t drinking, just posing and he can see the proof if he wants. Laurie then takes photos of me and the other cop, who was minimally amused. I wasn’t pleading, just being chatty because I honestly thought he was screwing with us for a bit. And I see the other girls peering out from the fence which almost made me laugh out loud.

I tell them it’s our UD weekend and in NYC you can walk around with open containers. I also told him we were going o our hotel room because it’s “cool” and Newark is kinda “lame” now. And then he pulls out his little notepad of tickets and calls my info in.

Oh no, shit is getting realllllllll!

And I have no idea what else is said or done, but he said he’d let us go. I asked what he was going to do and he said “arrest you, take you to the station, issue a fine, and give you a court date.” Well, crap. Got out of it at least and it provides for an awesome story, but close call. But OF COURSE that would happen to us… We had a good laugh all the way home to the hotel… Then we played on the rolly things in the hotel and of course ordered DP Dough. A night is not complete without Dough.

And then I got sick all night.

Saturday – I missed the Newark walkabout with the girls as I had to go back to the hospital, but met up with them in time to get souvenirs from the 5&10 and for Megan’s arrive. You know they have a UD Santa in the gift section?

We walked back to the car and took a shortcut through our old building, Pearson Hall, and walked passed the studio, which sadly wasn’t open. Ah, life. The best and worst memories were made in that damn studio, ha. We spent the rest of the rainy afternoon lounging around watching Halloween movies and gabbing. It was like a middle school sleepover, ha.

Dinner at Deer Park…followed by a night at Grotto’s, yes again. Where we talked, played with boobs, sang silly songs, hung out with the next table over, reflected on life, made fun of students, took cougar photos (rawr), took shots, drank, etc etc etc. We realized that we totally won at life. Things aren’t easy at all, and there are every day struggles, but we totally won. Though Megan won the best out of all of us. Though I think Laurie won at life for the evening…:-) My face hurt from smiling and laughing too much. BTW, our new Boston cop friends told me that I should thank my lucky stars the Newark cop let me go the night prior. Score.

After last call, Jen, Hillary, and I “conversed” with the Lane Hall students and informed them that they are wrong, Lane Hall actually does suck and we feel sorry for them. Laurie had to be scooped up from the sidewalk, and we bid our friends from Boston goodbye. It was a sloppy walk back but we had the buddy system and no one got hit by a train. Or stopped by an undercover cop. DP Dough was had again.

And then we all left each other on Sunday and were sad. Next reunion stop, Disney World. Or DC…Or NYC… Regardless, it won’t take 5 years like this past time! It was such a refreshing weekend and it was great to just have fun and laugh and be happy and not be anxious or worried or upset over life, boys, work, commitments, etc…

4 out of 6 of us in the elevator, I’ll post photos once they’re uploaded:

southbound

Yawn.
Hello, I’m writing this in Philly, Wawa coffee cup in hand. Pure and utter happiness .

Woke up early to run which was cut short after two miles. Chris and I were going to run 8 yesterday, but he got stuck at work and I still wanted to get the miles in. The day off was appreciated as my right ankle has been in pain since my twenty miler last weekend followed by 180 miles of driving. Though it would be better with a days rest, but I only lasted a bit more than fifteen minutes of pounding. Sigh.

I’ve been lucky during marathon training, a minor cold and no injuries. I’ll stay off it today and tomorrow (and by off I just mean no running…), hopefully a run with Laurie on Saturday and 18 on Sunday.

I’m spending the next four days in Philly and Delaware – my mom has surgery tomorrow and the weekend will be ReUDnite – the crazy kids who made college amazing and I will be taking over the Marriott and revisiting all of our haunts and reminiscing about easier times. There will be lots of eating and drinking going on. I threatened that I’m going to make a dress out of a UD shirt and we may or may not still have keys to Pearson Hall…

Ugh, and Bon Iver is the perfect cd to drive from NYC to Philly to. Always amazing.