Birthday Cake, Dancing Midgets And Coffee Patrón. Hmm...

One could easily argue that it's impossible not to have an amazing time with those three things around you. And last night did not disappoint. It was my good friend Cara's 27th birthday and holy crap did we party. By the end of the night we had cake on our faces, tequila in our bellies, and the strange memory of a dancing midget Mexican wrestler challenging us to a dance off. The best part? We all got home safe and the birthday girl had a rad, rad time. Though she told me today she woke up with cake in her eye. Hmm...