I wore yoga pants to a bar

In case you didn’t notice, Halloween was over the weekend. Despite my best planning, my ref jersey was apparently at my parents’ house. As I had already committed myself to wearing yoga pants to the party we were attending, plan B was my Tech jersey. So cross wearing yoga pants to a bar off my non-existent bucket list. We headed over to Clarendon Ballroom for their annual party and costume competition. The party was fun, and we stayed out really late.

Saturday, we headed down to Williamsburg for my little Jeymie’s housewarming party. We spent some time walking around Colonial Williamsburg before hand (which will be posted tomorrow) in the cold rain. I totally forgot to pack a costume. The party was a blast, but sadly we stayed up too late to get an extra hour of sleep. We’re getting too old for this. Yesterday was spent catching up on a month’s worth of laundry and being sad about football.