My Last Year as a 20-Something!

I wasn’t expecting much this year for my birthday, especially since we just moved into the house and have had bills to pay and supplies to buy. And–not to be a total drama-queen and sound like a spoiled brat, BUT–in years past, in my “previous” family, my birthday was usually just something everyone got together for at the last minute. Everyone else’s birthdays were a planned event and mine…well, it was kind of an afterthought. Sometimes some people couldn’t show up if it was during the week. And of course, my ex wasn’t one to do things on his own and if his mother didn’t plan something, then it wasn’t going to happen. So every birthday I would just say, “It doesn’t matter, I really don’t want to do anything. It’s not a big deal.” And it really wasn’t.

Most of the time I would try and act like it wasn’t important. But having a big, planned out party would have been nice at least once =\. So this year, knowing we had a lot on our plate and that my babe might not be home, I just wanted to be home with the kids and have a nice pizza night.

A co-worker of mine had a sushi place, Zushi, offered to him for his birthday, so he asked if I wanted to celebrate my birthday alongside his. I said yes after some hesitation (like, 2 days hesitation, heh). I was skeptical; most of my friends work late and my babe was working out of town and couldn’t make it back home :(. But he told me I should still celebrate; he didn’t want me home bored on my birthday (he’s so sweet!).

I wasn’t excited at all. And it never fails that things just don’t go right on my birthday. Some things are so ridiculous I can actually laugh about it! Like lunch that day for example: the guys asked where I wanted to go eat. I didn’t know where to go so Michelle suggested a few restaurants. I picked Cheddar’s. Get my food, it’s delicious, and then I notice a lovely HAIR wrapped around my Alfredo noodle :(. I lose my appetite. They remove it from my check and bring me a brand-new (hairless) one. And probably only because they knew it was my birthday LOL.

So the kiddos and I all went to Zushi, along with a few co-workers. The kids did amazingly well…up until the last 10 minutes of the close to 2 full hours we were there, heh. They can only last so long. I said my thanks you’s and excused myself since the girls were running up and down the aisle (and this place is on the shmancy side LOL). I took them home and Emily stayed with Mario, too.

The gang was going to have a few drinks and they said I better go. A few of my friends that couldn’t make it to dinner were meeting us Downtown. I was excited about that, especially since I hadn’t seen the two Daisy’s and Jessica in a while!

I went, reluctantly. Clubs just aren’t my thing anymore, but everyone was excited so we went. First stop was Frida’s, where Michelle treated me to a Mango Margarita. Man, those things are SO GOOD. I drank some and then remembered to whip out my camera to take a picture, then took another sip…and Wally’s son and Michelle both yell, “STOP! Don’t drink it!”

They tell me they see a bug in it and sure enough…there is. I’d already drank some LOL! So I give it to the bartender and he laughs, somewhat embarrassed, and makes another one. As I’m about to take a drink–and I’m so not kidding–a HUGE cockroach zooms through the air and lands on my shoulder. I can’t help screaming like a girl. Everyone in the bar and in the restaurant turns. How embarrassing >_<. The rest of the night went without incident, thank goodness! All-in-all, it was a good day. As sad as I was that my love wasn't here, I got to spend time with my babies and chill out with my friends and co-workers and I felt wonderful. I even got a few gifts from them, including chocolates from my boss, which were totally unexpected and greatly appreciated :*).

Now, the way I felt the next morning was a totally different story, hehe.