Fifth Day of May

We missed going to Valley Junction for Cinco De Mayo this year.  Eric’s brother was sick (cough-cough) and couldn’t make it to their bar to DJ.  Eric had to fill in, so that’s where we landed.  We ended up staying there with boring white people, where it was just another fifth day of May.

 Black and white is for your grandmother.

Lucky for this small bachelorette party, Eric showed up to control the mic.  They did some song by Queen and another one that made less of an impression on me.

 Fancy bathroom murals

Girlies

Pain is life                                                                             Life is pain