who let the blogs out?

so, as some of you might have caught on. my titles are all supposed to be "blog puns" with closely sounding words. and they don't exactly have much to do with my blog topics. however, i think i'll stick to them until i run out of my so-called clever ideas. :)

for those of you who didn't get it. don't feel bad, i might just be really bad at puns. or you might just be really bad at getting puns. haha. here's a recap of what words blog was inserted for.

1. trying on a new pair of shoes: clogs

2. matt likes to wake up and go for a jog around the neighborhood

3. my favorite irish band is flogging molly

4. who let the dogs out?

anywho, the real topic for today's bloggin' is: DON'T CRY OVER SPILT WINE

last night matt and i went to the caribbean popstar rihanna's concert at the journal pavilion. in the parking lot we shared a bottle of sauvignon blanc while we tried to avoid the "trashtastic" ke$ha who was the opening act. unfortunately she was still trying to sing when we walked in. however, the sunset was fabulous and we ran into some friends so things were definitely on the up.

that was until the unthinkable happened. our friend offered to buy us one more glass of wine. she came up to us with the offering as rihanna was just coming on, after waiting in line, spending her cash, and trying her best to not spill any as she tiptoed gracefully in the dark. and as she handed me the cup she said "i really tried not spill any" and i gratefully but not gracefully took a sip and immediately poured the rest down the front of my outfit and onto the grass. i was stunned, and pouted for a good 20 minutes because i felt so awful for all of her wasted efforts.

the moral of this story: i probably did not need another glass of wine anyways. point in case.

~ on rihanna: she was hottt, changed ridiculously awesome outfits like 5 times, and has a killer voice. her backdrop slide show however, i was not a big fan of.