On Friday something miraculous happened: everyone was able to meet after work for dinner and drinks. Brady texted me around one saying that he would be getting off early and I decided that since it was Friday, I would too. I suggested we grab something to eat before we retired for the evening and then extended the invite to Kendra because she asked what my evening plans were. I went home and changed then Brady picked me up so we could go to the restaurant.
Kendra and John met us there then Brady informed me that Carly and Chris were on their way. Joy. Preston also came with Nicole and their new friend, Lexi who I actually love. Such a good turn out!
I ordered a grande margarita and a turkey burger with avocado. We all talked about work and life and Carly and I successfully ignored each other without making it awkward. I found out that she and Chris actually are moving to Philadelphia together at the end of the month. Like it’s a for sure thing. That’s so fucking soon. Can you believe that? After we finished our food, we stayed and had a couple more drinks before calling it an evening.
The drinks must have been pretty strong because I don’t even remember leaving and going back to Brady’s. But I suggested we go out. He’d said that his friend Jacob and his girlfriend wanted to meet up so I was like, “Yesss! Tell them we’ll meet them at the bar!”
I changed into jeans, a tank top and heels and swiped on some hot pink lipstick and eyeliner. I’m always pretty impressed with how well I put on makeup while drunk (meaning I don’t end up looking like Heath Ledger as the Joker). We walked to a bar near Brady’s house where Jacob and Stacey were already waiting. As soon as we got inside, Brady went to the bar and I went to find his/our friends.
Stacey ended up seeing me first and called me over to the table they were sitting at. I was like so happy to see them apparently. I squealed and pulled them into a group hug and they probably thought I was insane.
“So how are y’all? It’s been so long!” I said.
Stacey started telling me what they’ve been up to and I nodded and pretended to be really into it. I have absolutely no idea what she said. Brady came back with drinks for us and we sat down talking until I suggested we go upstairs where there were more people and booths to sit in. We got upstairs and hung out by the balcony overlooking the lower floor. I got bored doing that so I turned around and found two guys sitting at a table drinking beer. I started talking to them and one of them asked what I do.
I began a long monologue about my job and what my daily tasks are and then opened the floor up for questions. One of them wanted to know about the team I work with and what my school background is so I explained everything to him. He complimented me on my passion for my work and I beamed.
Then he said, “Are you on Molly?”
Like excuse me? You can’t just ask a woman that. And why would he think I was on Molly just because I was drunk and passionate about my job? I rolled my eyes at him and went to find my boyfriend.
They were still standing at the balcony drinking beer, but there were two blonde girls talking to Brady.
“Hiiiii. I’m Reese!” I said to them.
One of them legit rolled her eyes at me, but they told me their names.
“So how do you guys know each other?” I asked.
Brady kind of laughed. “We actually just met.”
“Ohhhh,” I said.
They were all silent and just looked at each other and I was about to say, “You can continue talking. Just pretend I’m not here,” but the girls said they were leaving.
“Aww, did I scare your new friends away?” I said, pretending I wasn’t satisfied.
I got bored again so I walked around and this guy grabbed my arm. He was my height and looked Hispanic and he was kind of pudgy, but he was just so sweet looking.
“Hola!” I said, stopping.
He began saying something to me in Spanish and I nodded. He stopped talking and looked at me expectantly so I assumed he must have asked a question.
“Me no español,” I said, pointing to myself.
“I’m from Barcelona. No speak English good,” he told me.
“Oh my gosh! I’m going there soon!” I told him even though I’m not.
“Yes?” his face lit up. “You, me?”
“No, I’m going to visit soon. Not with you.”
He looked confused. “Visit?”
“Yes, visit. I’m going on vacation. On holiday. What places should I check out?”
He shook his head. “No, I no speak English. K?”
Then I remembered that Brady speaks Spanish and grabbed my friend so Brady could translate. I found them in the same spot and said, “Hey boo! I found our tour guide for Barcelona. This is-” I realized I didn’t know his name so I said to to my new friend, “Como te llamas?”
He said, “Tony.”
“Babe, this is my friend Tony and he doesn’t speak English very well. Can you translate a few things for us?” I said.
Brady laughed and said sure. I hugged him. He said something to Tony in Spanish and they talked for a moment before Brady turned to me and said, “He thinks you’re very beautiful.”
“Aww, Tooooneee,” I said, blushing. “Tell him I said thanks.”
They said something else and Brady said, “He wants to take you back to Spain with him.”
I watched them talk some more and then Brady shook his head. It seemed like Tony was trying to convince Brady of something, but Brady was not having it.
Finally, Brady said, “Adios. Bye,” and kind of shooed Tony away.
“What did he say?” I wanted to know.
“I’m not telling you.”
“Oh, pleaseeeee. What did he say?!” I begged.
“Forget about it. Do you want a drink?” Brady said and wouldn’t let me bring it up again. Blah.
We took a cab to another bar/club. It was the same bar I ran into Kyle at when I went out with my old coworker Leah. And guess what? We ran into Kyle there again.
The actual bar was packed and I was walking around looking for an opening so we could order drinks. I thought I spotted Kyle right in front of me, but I couldn’t tell. Then he turned around and saw me and made a face like, “Haha, are you fucking serious?”
“Hi Kyle!” I said as he patted me on the shoulder like I’m some sort of child. “Do you remember my boyfriend, Brady?”
“Yeah, of course. What’s up, man?” Kyle said. I watched happily as they shook hands and said hi.
“Kyle, why are you always here? Do you live here?” I teased.
“I’m only here as much as you are, sweetheart,” he said and I sensed that he didn’t want to joke around with me.
“K, well bye Kyle!” I said dismissing him.
He said goodbye and leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. Brady and I got another drink and hung out until I got tired and felt like I might vomit. We walked outside to get a cab then I spotted a late night diner that was still open and I insisted we go in. I ordered two hot dogs, fries and a Diet Coke and Brady just got a fucking grilled cheese. I rolled my eyes and told him he could have some of my food since he wanted to be all modest. But of course, I was finished eating in approximately two minutes.
On Saturday morning, I felt like shit and slept on and off until around two. Luke texted me inviting me to lunch so I got up and ready to meet him. Brady and I were going to a charity event at a rooftop later on in the evening so I needed to go home and get ready anyway. After I ate with Luke, I went home and changed into a romper and heels. I told Brady I would swing by and pick him up then drive us to the event.
“I can’t believe you won’t tell me what my friend Tony said about me,” I said as we were on our way.
“You don’t want to know,” Brady said.
“Was it bad?”
“Don’t worry about it. You won’t ever even see this guy again.” Brady patted my knee.
I was going to protest and tell him that was even more reason to tell me, but I realized that I was about to miss our exit. I glanced behind me to make sure the lanes were clear and they were (or so I thought) so I sped across three lanes to get to my exit. This freaking Prius came out of nowhere and I had to slam on my brakes and swerve so we all wouldn’t die.
“Reese, what the fuck are you doing?” Brady shouted.
“What? That car came out of nowhere!” I whined.
“Did you even look before you got over? You almost killed us!” he continued.
“Yes I looked. I know how to drive,” I said defensively.
We were silent for the next few minutes until I started giggling. Brady glanced at me and then I just couldn’t stop. I hate when that happens.
I told myself I would only have two drinks, but our tickets included an open bar so I couldn’t let that go to waste. I met a ton of people including this girl who has a successful fashion blog so I gave her my most fashionable friend, Preston’s, phone number just in case they want to be fashionable together.
By the time we left, I was really drunk and happy and smiley. In the elevator on our way down to valet, Brady said, “So you drove us here in your car, parked it with valet, and now you’re too drunk to drive home. What are you going to do?”
I giggled. “I’m totally not too drunk to drive.”
“Yes, you are.”
“Oh my gosh, do you want to drive?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
Brady said, “Yes.”
“Okay, thanks boo,” I said, hugging him. I think even if I wasn’t drunk, Brady would have insisted on driving home since I almost killed us before.
We got back to Brady’s house and I passed out in his bed with all my clothes and makeup on. When I woke up, I was still drunk and got on Instagram and Snapchat for a little while. Then I heard talking so I got up and went to find out who it was. Brady and Chris were hanging out in the kitchen.
“Hey guys!” I greeted them. “Where’s the pizza?”
“What pizza?” Brady asked.
“You know I always want pizza when I wake up. Pepperoni please? Hi Chris! I can’t believe you’re moving!” I said.
“Yep. I’m pretty excited about it,” Chris said.
“We should have a going away party. Oh my gosh, it’ll be so fun! We’ll get a cake!” I exclaimed.
“Okay, I’m down with that,” Chris agreed.
So now I have to plan a really fun going away party for them. I’m mostly excited for cake. The pizza came and I proceeded to eat half of it and let the guys have the other half. After I was finished pigging out, Brady said, “I don’t understand where all that food goes.”
“Are you calling me fat?” I asked.
“No, I’m saying you’re not fat. It’s impressive that you can eat like that and still stay in shape.”
I smiled and took his compliment. Sometimes I get into these health kicks where I’ll only eat kale, avocado and dark chocolate, but these past few months I’ve just been eating literally everything in sight. But luckily I’ve found a workout routine so I don’t feel so bad about it.
On Sunday, Brady woke me up early so we could go for a run.
“Ew, it’s like seven,” I said, glancing at my phone with one eye open.
“I know, but we need to go before it starts raining,” Brady explained.
I was about to protest and throw a tantrum until I remembered that I’m trying to be better about that so I rolled out of bed without a fight. After our two and half mile run, I showered then slept until like one. I woke up thinking about food, obviously. Brady wasn’t in the room so I texted him, “Waffles and fruit please.” He showed up ten minutes later with waffles and fruit. He’s perfect. ❤
28 thoughts on “you can’t just ask a woman if she’s on molly.”
Haha you make me laugh!!
” “Aww, did I scare your new friends away?” I said, pretending I wasn’t satisfied. ”
That’s the best.
Also it’s so nice to see how you’re actively thinking about doing things that’ll make Brady happy, like going for a run even though it’s probably the last thing you wanted to do.
So proud of you!
lol thanks bella!
You guys are so cute. Adopt me.
I kinda hope you and Carly make up before she leaves. Since you guys have been friends for so long. It’s only right.
No new friends, no new friends 🙅🏻🙅🏻🙅🏻
no new friends is right! I’ll definitely try to work it out before she moves away. I’ll figure out something.
I agree about hoping you and Carly make up, but it sounds like that will only happen if she lets it. Still, if she does continue to freeze you out, I think you should take the high road and send an apology text, even just a simple “I’m sorry and I don’t want things to be bad between us.” She’s moving far away and honestly, what are the chances you will see her much anymore? It’s not good to leave things with bad blood between you. It’s bad karma, for lack of a better term. I would tell her that and tell her that you don’t want to go your separate ways without fixing the rift between you. If she still plays ice cube, then at least you can say you made the effort and that makes for fewer future regrets. It makes me sad for Carly that she holds in such pointless anger. It’s destructive.
So when Chris moves, who will Brady get to replace him?
I tend towards enthusiasm as well and got the similar stuff to your molly comment–usually “I want whatever you’re on.”–when I was younger (which was usually nothing). It’s a complement. A bubbly personality is a good trait in my mind. You get down with your bad, perky self, girl!
you’re right. before she goes I definitely want to patch things up and I’m not going to let her leave with her being mad at me. I still can’t believe she’s moving away. no word on what’s going to happen when Chris moves out. maybe Brady will get another roommate, maybe he won’t. he hasn’t mentioned it.
I bet you’ve got some super cute work out gear, don’t you?
of course. nike, lululemon, lorna jane, stella mccartney x adidas. buying workout clothes is almost more fun than buying regular clothes.
Reese it bothers me that you make light of driving drunk. I know you didn’t but you make it seem like no big deal. You’ve done it before too. Then when you cut across three lanes and almost caused a major accident. Things like that aren’t jokes. How would you have felt if you crashed? It is a big deal and you need to be more careful and think.
With Carly you aren’t making an effort to apologize so why bother now? You choose to not apologize and act like nothing happened and Carly is pissed. Why plan a party for them leaving when you can’t even make amends. Life isn’t a huge party and you need to realize that.
I wasn’t really planning the party for just Carly, it’s for them both. I don’t see what’s wrong with that. I wasn’t trying to make light of drunk driving. I knew Brady was sober so I was never going to have to drive home. I know it isn’t a joke and I do not drive if I’ve been drinking anymore, don’t worry.
I don’t think she was making light of drinking then driving, let’s not throw stones here. I think every drunk person claims they aren’t too drunk to drive. Also, tell me that you’ve never made a mistake behind the wheel, almost missing an exit or a turn and almost causing an accident, or caused an accident. No one is perfect and most people that are able to drive away without a collision laughs it off because, cest la vie.
Also, life definitely should be a party, however you want to celebrate your life; you only get one. While Carly may still not be talking to her, it’s still a great/selfless gesture to offer to throw a going away party for her and Chris.
Everyone makes mistakes driving that’s true but with Reese it’s a common occurrence. Regarding the drunk driving, she’s done it in the past when she hit her car. To me that’s very irresponsible. I have a relative that was killed by a drunk driver so I’m not going to defend her choices or condone drunk driving.
If you miss an exit you don’t cut across three lanes, get off at the next one. Your life should be more precious than taking risks like that.
You’re completely right Lori. She claims to be trying to better her self, but really Reese learn to restrain yourself around alcohol. Just because there is an open bar, it doesn’t mean you need to abuse it, knowingly you drove there.
thank you! 100% agree- life is a party!!
I don’t condone the drinking and contemplating driving either. Fine life is a huge party for you but be careful. Going out doesn’t mean getting drunk. It was cute in college, well not really, and definitely not cute for a 25 year old successful woman. Learn limits. I worry that you’re dependent on alcohol. Again it’s your life and you’re going to do what you want. Wish you’d think about consequences and take things seriously. To the reader who said its normal to laugh when almost getting into a bad accident, if anything I’m scared and thanking God not laughing my ass off.
I’m not dependent on alcohol!
That thing that happened to you while driving, happens to me too, that’s why I won’t text & drive, I’m already a bad driver without any distractions hahaha. And girl that’s what boyfriends are for, I don’t drive when there’s a male around to drive, I even make my guy friends drive my car 😜.
I think Brady was just trying to point out in a polite way that you didn’t consider him when you decided to get drunk at the party. Maybe he wanted to drink because you were driving? You guys should’ve discussed it before getting to the party, a simple “hey you wanna be the designated driver tonight?” would’ve been good. It’s that thing you are trying to work on, remember? Being more considerate?
I would give Carly one last chance, just a quick text saying you would like the opportunity to apologize in person, if she continues to ignore you, it’s on her.
I agree… if I had seen him drinking I would not have drank as much but he wasn’t. we should have discussed it before hand though.
Awwwww! I adore how Brady treats you!!!! 😭😭😭 maybe one day I’ll find someone like that!!! And so annoyed that Carly is still holding on to this grudge… Life is too short! Ahaha careful darling, your having serious baby fever… So is this sudden larger appetite just a random phase or…? 👶🏼 blue eyed baby in the way?? 🙏🏼😁
omg stoppppp. one day maybe but not now!
It’s funny how you don’t address the comments that don’t praise or approve of your choices. Reese you can believe you’ve changed but you’re still the same irresponsible girl you were when this blog started.
that isn’t true, I try to respond to all comments!
ok, I’m dumb. what the hell is molly?!!~?!?
Okay, I’m a little confused here people. I just recently found this blog and have spent the last month or so reading it and thoroughly enjoying it. It’s a blog, and yes we are all getting a little entertainment at the expense of someone else, but I commend Reese for putting herself out there like that. Those of you who want to judge her on her choices….why are you still reading this blog? If you don’t like the choices she’s made then move on. It’s her life. I am in no way saying I condone drinking and driving, but I find it hard to believe the Reese really would have gotten behind the wheel and put her life, Brady’s life and anyone else’s life at risk. We’ve all made those jokes. I’m pretty sure no one reading this blog is a saint. Again….don’t like her choices?…quit reading.
Why do you find that hard to believe? Reese has driven drunk in the past! That time she put her life and Carly’s at risk because someone hit into her car and drove off. Isn’t it hypocritical of you to judge comments when your saying it’s wrong to judge Reese. Maybe we should all condone her actions because as you said were getting entertainment from reading about her life. That’s far more important that suggesting ways she could grow as a person.
I tend to agree with you LLW. At the end of the day, Reese is a grown girl and while she has made questionable decisions, haven’t we all?
I think we are trying to see the best in someone. It’s wrong to jump straight to, or lean towards the assumption that Reese would drive home drunk, especially with Brady in the car.
I feel as though some people are saying that they’re giving helpful suggestions but really use this as a way to pull out negativities and not see any good.
If we are going to judge off this blog, Reese is a wonderful, charismatic woman who adores her boyfriend. We know snippets of her life, we haven’t been told every single detail so we shouldn’t be assuming that she hasn’t been bettering herself, just because she doesn’t tell us every single good thing she does throughout the day. Sometimes I feel as though it’s like she has to prove herself to some of you guys.
It’s refreshing to see someone put posts up that she knows don’t show her in some perfect light, but rather a human being who is just learning along the way- much like the rest of us are.
I find it frustrating how much she takes advantage of Brady while simultaneously being inconsiderate of his feelings. Although it’s not just Brady she does this to- she does it to all of her friends as well. Before you say or do something, think about how the other person will perceive it.