all I wanted was pepperoni bread

That was last thing that I said to my friends as I left a ridiculously fun evening on Saturday night.

Seriously, all I wanted was some homemade pepperoni bread by @lzone to finish off our great night, but we couldn't get into the apartment. Why you ask? Well let's back up to how the night began....

It all started when I received a phone call from Alexa asking if I had plans for this weekend and if I didn't, she had a great surprise for me. Dove, yes Dove deodorant, contacted her to see if she and her friends would be interested in a night on the town. Dove would provide a limo and a hefty gift card to spend on a night out on the town for all of us.

Here's a recap of our night with no pictures. (I know, really boring, right?) Since she took most of the photos, hop on over to her blog to see the night in pictures.

-Dinner with Alexa and all her friends in her apartment
-Stretch excursion limo picked us and up and we headed east to Bodega for martinis, wine and champagne
-What else but we needed a bomb at the Colony on Lee Road
-We migrated over to the House of Blues to see Who's Bad, the ultimate Michael Jackson tribute band, and rocked out dancing to our favorite MJ songs. Maybe we did or didn't make a few randoms take pictures with the Dove deodorant for good measure.

So why didn't I get to eat the infamous pepperoni bread?

This is why.



We were locked out and tried to kick and pound our way into the apartment. We tried yelling through the door, pounding on the door and even took off shoes to bang on the window of the bedroom where our sleeping friend was sawing zzzzz's. We gave up after a good 30 minutes and before the cops were called by her neighbors because we HAD to have woken up someone in that apartment building.

Needless to say, we all saved ourselves a few calories in the end.

Disclosure: Dove didn't ask me to write this post. Dove won't even know that I was invited to the party until they see this pop up in their Google alerts.