Birthdays. I love them.
When I was 10 had my first major slumber party. I got so excited that I made me sick. It was the first time that I remember really throwing up. Gross but true. After I was finish being sick I felt better that the night went on without a hitch.
My 23 birthday that same bestie flew to LA and my mom drove us all to Vegas in a PT Cruiser. It was her first time and it was wonderful. My bestie learned that my mother had a lead foot and I learned that she is not too fond of statues. WE ate, drank, gambled and saw the cowboy (inside joke).
My friends took me to Vegas for my 25th birthday. There was a penis them (penis balloons, penis head band, penis boa and even a penis scavenger hunt. AGAIN, I consumed a ridiculous amount of alcohol and it is all a bit of a blur but this time there were pictures. Smh. My favorite is me sliding down some stairs because apparently I thought the stairs were moving. I had a huge smile on my face. So I guess I had a great time. I still don’t know who that guy was in the picture with me bent over smiling while he pretended to be spanking me. Craziness. LOL!
My 29th birthday I spent on a plane going to Lincoln Nebraska for work. I spoke to everyone on the phone and my co-workers got me a cheesecake and sang to me. I did get an email from my roommate sharing that she was giving a surprise party when I got back from Nebraska. I suppose I wasn’t supposed to be included in the email but it was a so sweet. It was a great shindig.
My 30th birthday was nice. It was all about my FLIRTY30. I had a dinner party at Legal Seafood with 15 of my close friends. They have the best LEGAL Sangria. It taste like fruit punch with a bit of a kick. They come in a large glass and I had 6 of them in 3 hours. I wore the cutest little jumpsuit that encouraged my cleavage and wore fantastic shoes. It was a good night but no birthday sex – ijs.
I am looking forward to a great story this year as I celebrate the 10th anniversary of my 21st birthday!!! Stay tuned.