Having fun *off* the bike (yes - it can be done)

Last Friday, Poor Christine With the Broken Arm was up for an outing, so some of the Jills met for an after-work drink at West Sacramento's newest haunt, Streets of London. A fun place -- meant to take after a London Pub, but I've been to London and everyone there has British accents. I think Streets of London should be more choosy in their hiring decisions. Is 'sexy British accent' a protected class? What about 'plain ol' American accent'?
People keep asking me where I'm from, and someone a few weeks ago tried to guess the particular region in the South (most people, if they settle on 'The South' don't get that far).

I digress.

Christine had her arm tucked in a sling under her shirt, but that didn't affect her lovely smile, and ability to tell a tale -- it's been 4-weeks since she's had a pony tail because her husband can't get the better of the little elastic bands. So a warning to all you long-haired folk -- teach someone close to you how to put a pony in your hair before you take a walk on the wild side. It's right up there with wearing clean underwear (and as Christine will tell you, shaving your legs -- you never know when you're going to get a cute doctor, nurse, or lab person at the E.R.).

There are only so many combos of photos when you have three people. I think we got them all.
Me and Jen:

Jen and Christine
Christine and Me

All of us.
Thanks for a fun evening, Ladies.