Cinco de Mayo

I'm just going to go ahead and admit that I have no idea what Cinco de Mayo is. You know, besides the obvious, fifth of May. Like, I don't know why it is of any importance and who it is important to. All I know is that I woke up yesterday morning and my twitter feed and Pinterest pages had blown up with Cinco de Mayo call outs and recipes and festive pictures.





So after drooling over the delish looking pictures of Mexican food for awhile, I tossed out a quick "hey, Mexican fiesta at my house in 2 hours. It's Cinco de Mayo, you know - be here" text and you know what? It worked.





Our friends came, we ate tostados and quesadillas and nachos and chips and queso and drank beer-a-gritas and margaritas. What we lacked in sombreros, Shane made up for in... a cowboy hat? Whatever, it seemed festive at the time! Also, hot damn those Mexicans have tasty food.



I love when last minute call outs turn out to be so much fun.





Late into the night we discussed the finer points of horrible last names, purging the memory of horrible movies like Black Swan and Mama Mia, or rather all musicals in general and other such topics that will not be mentioned here. I will leave it at this - I have hilarious friends.



Early mornings with a smile still on my face are so worth it.
Happy Cinco de Mayo - whatever it is!!
Buenas Nachos everyone... I mean Buenas Noches!