First off, I gotta thank you all for supporting me at Hot Dads yesterday. You came over in force, and dropped a Comment Bomb on them the likes of which they hadn't seen yet, and I love you for it. I've talked to a few of you about the whole Hot Dads thing, and I appreciated your candor regarding their content. Yes, I too find some of the posts a bit...graphic...and I hope to keep posting for them, unless the content gets too...graphic...That stuff isnt really me, as you know, and my wife keeps my blogging on a short leash. If she thinks that I am on here writing porn, it's game over, baby. So I hope to be one of the relatively clean Daddys over there. With the occasional F Bomb...or two...
Speaking of bad ideas, I went to New Orleans yesterday for a quick overnighter for work. I know I didn't say anything, I didnt want Jill Jill putting a rabbit on my wife's stove while I was gone. So I am getting to the Tuesday Tributes as quick as I can...tonight if I can stay awake.
Seriously bad idea, drinking with co-workers. Especially if you are doing it on Bourbon Street after an airplane landing that included clutching the overhead compartment, and an afternoon of nailbiting bloody corporate layoffs.
But a seriously fun group... 
Three vodkas and nine olives on the way to dinner. Warning bells.
I had a fantastic ribeye, and then washed it down with a pony keg of red wine, and this tort.
I then proceeded to lick the plate clean in front of a stunned restaurant. Yes, I'm from out of town, and they don't have chocolate in Texas.
Learned something new about the French. Their after-dinner-apertifs are rather large, and taste like rancid Hawaiian Punch. And there's a lot of them.
And learned something new about photography...no matter how good your camera, one drunk moron has every remaining shot out of focus.
So tonight I am back, and still mercifully employed. Until I hit "publish".
Also Thanks to 5 Minutes for Mom for "Wordless" Wednesday...I always have such a problem being wordless...
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great story - but you didn't let on if you had a headache in the morning
Sounds like a blast! I would love to visit New Orleans some day. Wthout my kids! Happy WW.
That plate was sparkling
That doesn't really look like "work" to me. Just sayin'... ; )
Dammit, I forgot to go back to your HotDads post! When I went there, your post wasn't up yet.
I am so happy you made the layoff cut. Bourbon Street? Wow what a novel place to decide to celebrate. Nothing can go wrong there.. noooo. I fought off 2 thugs from my friend last year as the sober one and thought why would anyone in their 3 vodka and 8 olive mind come here? You are the best my friend. Keep safe.
Sounds like fun. Good group and yummy drinks. You can't go wrong.
Happy WW! Mine is at : http://ordinaryandawesome.blogspot.com/search/label/WW
Glad you survived!
All in good fun! ;)
New Orleans is always such a fun town. And the presentation on that plate had my mouth watering!!!
Oh be still my heart...ribeye AND a torte too?
My Wordful is posted now. Thing is, the photos aren't of good quality this time since I had to photograph them through the dining room window.
Happy Wednesday to you.
So did you regret that in the morning? I have never been to Orleans.
That looks alot like a Hurricane. Yummy! How was the hangover the next day? I bet that made for a lovely plane ride home.
Hope the hangover wasn't too bad! Congrats on remaining employed!
I love New Orleans! It's really not a trip unless you drink too much, right?
LOL ... fun to still act like a teenager! :)
Those drinks are monstrous! Is your hangover monstrous as well?
Oof...its been a while since I've been there. Looks like it was a good time!!
Looks like fun times indeed! screw layoffs though! yikes
Love the story -- Looks like you had a great time!
The most important thing is that you had a good time, because nothing else matters!
What a great time!! Thanks for sharing those party pictures:-)
The dessert looks lovely and it sounds like a great time...even if it wasn't the best idea. ;)
Fun time! Loves me a good vodka cranberry!
Those are frickin' HUGE drinks. Man, what were those?
I have never been to New Orleans. I sort of want to go, but it frightens me. BAHAHAHAHAHAHA
That must have been really tasty, that is one clean plate! Drinks and coworkers can definitely be a dangerous combo, glad you came away without any permanent damage.
Wish I had a job like that!!!
that looks like a great trip, that dessert looks amazing!! i love the out of focus pictures too:)
Ooooh. Patty O's. Never a wise way to end your night. I know that and I've only been to The Big Easy once.
I'll be on Bourbon St a week from Sunday- your picks just amped up my excitement for the trip!
It's funny about Hot Dads- my blog is all sex, so Hot Dads is where I talk about dad and parenting stuff. I think Hot Dads is a good mix.
My comment just got eaten by blogger.
I was wondering if the headache you must have gotten is gone?
And told you I was glad you are a "clean" hot dad.
I'm glad you have your job still.
Thanks for the nice comments!
I'll happily share the 'torte' next time and WILL SOOOO let you have all the extra kegs of alcohol...
Job layoffs for real?
Hubby here just went through them.. only.. he's the attorney 'helping' make the decisions. so while that sounds awful.. he was a complete wreck for the weeks leading up to it all.. blech.. can we just get this dang economy MOOOO-ving?
Sounds like fun. But the headache must've been a killer.
Seriously impressed!
I'm pretty sure I would have landed in the hospital by dessert.
Or maybe jail.
Hope you still have a job :-)!
Sounds like a fun trip. I just would have eating about 8 of those desserts and skipped the booze so I could watch everyone else look ridiculous. :) Until I ran to the bathroom clutching my overly stuffed belly.
I thought that dessert was the ribeye at first.
i was like OH GOD THAT LOOKS GOOD.
Still does.
But I really wanted steak.
Mmm steak.
I am so craving me some New Orleans drunken fun right about now.... Instead I will watch Mickey Mouse Playhouse and eat meatloaf...
Oooooh! That torte looked GOOD! WHo knew you were a plate licker?
Hahahaha.... I love the ending... "one drunk moron has every remaining shot out of focus."
:)
~Tabitha~
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In my business, I really can't drink with the co-workers. Besides, the more I drink, the more I talk. And I talk about shit I shouldn't talk about.
Glad to hear you didn't get a pink slip. It is always a good feeling to go to work and have the key still fit.
Sounds like a fun night! And I'm impressed with your plate cleaning skills. You did better than my dog.
Great shots! Love the fuzzy glass! I dont drink much.. especially around co workers... though I have a few co workers that are crazy even without the alcohol!!
Great story!! Looks like a fun time!
I bet I can out clean-dad you any day. You, me, and Kevin (Always Home and Uncool) will have to hang tight and represent whatever breed it is that we are over there at Hot Dads.
I agree with Hubman above that it's a balanced mix.
And the rancid Hawaiian Punch only goes well with escargot, didn't you know? No wonder the French think we're all Philistines.
I'm pretty sure they'd be okay with the plate-licking, though. Or at least they'd better be, if that's all they're going to serve you, am I right?
And this was a work trip...damn. I want your job ... and my plates always look like that.
I KNEW you were leaving town...I felt it. Just tell your wife NOT to look in the third drawer to the left of the dishwasher...
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