This weekend wasn’t too crazy. Friday night we stayed in because we had a wedding in Sheboygan to go to. It was couple beers and a movie night.

Saturday was the best woman on the face of the earth’s birthday, Jocelyn! There is no better way to spend a birthday than to spend it in Sheboredom at a relatives wedding. We went to my cousin Dirk’s wedding and it was actually a nice, small wedding. We left Milwaukee early and headed to Sheboygan around 8. We had some errands to do and that took us until around noon. The wedding was at one so we went to that and then headed to Dave’s Who’s Inn for a couple good Sheboygan hamburgers and some beers. The reception started at seven and was a fun time. We had some cocktails with my relatives and listened to their fish stories, you gotta love my uncle Tommy the man who things he Frank Sinatra. The wedding got so crazy EVEN MY MOM was taking shots, a definite rarity. When the wedding wound down we headed to Falls to finish the night in style. We started at the “O” and spent a good amount of our night there. Then in one of those “split second sounds good at the moment” ideas we got wrangled into going to Plymouth and seeing a band.  With no birthday being complete without going to Big Jimmy’s and getting a root beer shot we went down the block and pounded two root beer shots with Jimmy himself. He was disappointed to see us go but we were off to Plymouth. Cruising in style in the ’88 Towncar we made it to P-town with about an hour until bar time. The band was a jam band and they were pretty good. We hung out with my buddies Popper and Richie and grooved the night away. Nothing is ever dull in Plymouth and bar closing is no exception. On our way out we got to see a huge fight and some chick sprawled out in the middle of the road with her dress over her head after getting pushed down. Don’t know what that was all about but I chalk it up to Plymouth. That’s enough Plymouth for at least two years. Happy birthday to J. Sorry for the boring week, I’ll make up for it.