Work hard, play harder

But maybe not in that order.

Last night was the engagement celebration for the happy couple (read: alcohol flowed like a river because we were all so excited that we didn't think we were drunk. Hence, a margarita and two Irish car bombs... yikes). Good conversation, good laughs, good times.

But the good times waxed on until roughly 1:30am, and we had a fundraiser for Tijuana at 8 the next day (e.g. today). Oh, buddy. Patrick and Corina and Marc and I drove to the church, and Marc and I were a wee bit hungover and under-rested. REALLY oh, buddy- he and I had a jam-packed day today (breakfast from 8-2, retreat meeting 2-4, PM meeting (for him) 4-5:30, choir 5:30-6:30, Mass at 6:30.), and we both started it off in... less than ideal shape. We were both remarkable productive, considering that...

I think we made a killing at the breakfast (the good people of Sacred Heart tend to bank roll a lot of this trip for us), which was great. It got a little crazy because we forgot how temperamental the grill is and fell behind in the making of the pancakes (there was a huge line) because it was too hot to cook. I was in charge of the eggs (with a lot of help, obviously. When you need to crack 100 eggs, it's good to have a lot of people!) which went fine until I burned the skin off of my knuckle trying to stir bake them (my out fault. Note to self: wear oven mitts next time). No biggie, just wrap it and keep going (though Marc made me take a break).

Then, off to the retreat planning meeting, which went well. Many plans were made, especially Corina's awesome t-shirt design! We designed a pretty kick-ass skit, too (going to the doctor for a physical; get your heart, mind, soul, and strength checked out. It was funny...).

Then Mass itself, and finally home to do all the homework that I put off in order to work so much today and play so much yesterday!