Ok, so now you’ve read about dinner and pre-club drinks. Now it’s time for the main event! We were the first to be let in to Howl at the Moon when they opened for the public. I ran to grab a good table and snagged one right up front. If you’ve never been to Howl at the Moon you are in for a treat! And if you have been then you understand why it’s so important to grab a good table. By 10 pm it is standing room only. Howl at the Moon is a rock and roll dueling piano bar. I’m not a bar girl by any means but when I first experienced Howl I knew that’s where we needed to celebrate Morgan’s 21st for a few reasons. 
1. It’s not a stand around nursing your drink kind of bar. You get a show. A great show. 2. They play songs everyone knows. From rap to country to classic rock to top 40. 3. The people are friendly. Not just the staff, but the patrons. 4. The musicians are really, really talented. 5. It’s just really fun! Click on all pics to enlarge.
So we ordered our first round of drinks and I got my camera out. We all ordered something called a Pink Passion becauseproceeds go to breast cancer research. What they don’t tell you is how GIANT this drink is! 
Look how big that thing is! It’s sitting next to Shirlee, my purse, for scale. It was SO good. We would have drank those all night except we saw the bucket drinks and we knew we needed some of those. 
They come with a handful of straws so everyone gets a taste. Don’t worry, the alcohol kills the germs. They are yummy! Note how normal the first few pictures of the evening are. After a few buckets and a LOT of singing yelling along with the band, the picture quality gets a littlejanky! 
Behind the bar is a big mirrored wall and for a dollar or two you can get them to write a phrase on the mirror. We snagged the first free phrase. 
You can request songs so we put in for Brown Eyed Girl and they called Momo up on stage to dance along for her birthday. 
She pulled Ian (one of her roommates) up with her. My camera got passed around and we took over 300 pictures that night. Most were of people drinking from the buckets. 
At one point this cute girl stopped by our table. She was wearing a hat and a cute dress and was hugging everyone. Then she started drinking from our buckets too!
At the end of the night we found out NONE OF US KNEW HER. We all thought she was friends with one of us but she was just a stranger! She hung out with us for a good while too!
As the night went on and the crowd got bigger and drunker, more people ended up on stage. 
Even Gigi got up on stage! 
There were lots of characters there that night. Quite a few bachelorette parties, birthday groups, and even some people out celebrating recent wedding engagements.
I haven’t uploaded all of the pictures for a couple reasons. 1. There are only so many pics of people sucking mixed drinks out of a bucket through neon straws that a person should have to see in their lifetime. B. Some of these pictures have been sworn to secrecy. We are all fine, upstanding adults who don’t normally spend our evenings consuming large drinks via bucket.
I will share with you some of my favorites from that night. First let me tell you, we learned some things about each other that night. For one, after a couple cocktails Gigi goes from hugging you to ripping your face off. Exhibit A. Poor Sara! 
Exhibit B. Poor Allison! 
What can I say? We’re a very affectionate family. I also learned that our self portraits tend to suffer the later in the evening it gets. Early on: 
Post bucket drinking: 
Another thing I learned is that we all have some dance moves that we should probably be ashamed of, especially me. 
But we all had a BLAST and that’s what counts! 
You can see more pics here. Coming soon…part 4. Oh yeah, there’s more.
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That’s my Peach Nehi CSP picked up for me at the Mast General Store. He loves getting an RC cola in the bottle. In the middle are Jacob, Marc & CSP setting up their BB gun targets. At the bottom are two little pug loafs hanging out on the porch (Kiki & Molly). For dinner Marc made us each our own custom calzone (a fun way to finish up all the leftovers from our trip!)
Bless Your Heart 