It All Boiled Down To This - Saturday

I like leading off with a picture :)  I know, I know, those cups are empty, but right after this they were full of some Cherry Bomb goodness....

Saturday morning I got to sleep in a little bit.  I needed it.  It's hard to party like a rock star at 31!  I decided that I didn't want to go to any of the football parties that my friends were having.  I hate listening to Buckeye fans and their bullshit.  Yeah, they won, woo fucking hoo.  Truth be told, they light dumpsters and couches on fire if they win or lose, so what does it matter?  I had the game on while I pissed around the house getting it cleaned up.  Guess what Ohio State?  My team beat Michigan by more points!!  Hahahahahaha.

Anyways, Gavin had a soccer game at 3:45, so I really couldn't be out partying at noon.  I was looking forward to going out with everyone that night.  We got positively slaughtered at soccer, sending Gavin into a temper tantrum of epic proportions.  He's a sore loser, he gets it from me.....

I go home, do some stuff around the house, nap for a minute and then get ready to go.  I texted Tara because she worked all day and I hadn't heard from her and, to make a long story short, she was a huge bitch and said she wasn't going.  Ok, whatever, she does this from time to time, then regrets not going.  I had about 20 other people meeting us up there, so no big deal.

I forgot to mention that Friday night, I colored my hair.  I was going for something close to my natural color, whatever that is, and picked out medium auburn brown.  Tara came down while I was doing it and laughed.  I should have known when the stuff came out of the bottle neon purple that we were going to have a problem.  Friday night it looked purple.  Saturday night it looked like this

Actually, the picture doesn't even do it justice, that's just the one that's a close up of it.  IT'S RED.  It's growing on me though.  I think if I had a tan, it'd look better.  Oh well, it's just hair, right?

Back to the story.  Tara's kid Lizzy came down with the hair straightener I had asked Tara for on Thursday and asked if she could spend the night because her mom was being a bitch.  I said sure.  Tara and I have always let our kids stay back and forth between our houses.  I straighten my hair and get all pretty and Kyle gets to the house.  Tara's guy also showed up, dropping his kid off with the rest of them at my house.  Pretty soon I get a text from Tara asking who's driving.  I told her Kyle would, because he's underage, and even though we were meeting his dad there and he could drink, he'd only have a couple.  She said cool and I told her we'd be down for her shortly.

We get to the bar where I had asked my sister to reserve us a couple of tables.  She does one better this time and reserves us her "VIP" section.  Oh hell yeah!  They just built a skate ramp in the bar.  Let's not even go into all that, which I think is slightly retarded.  On nights where there are big crowds, the ramp doubles as the VIP section.

(Me standing at the top taking pictures down into our group)

Needless to say, the top of the ramp was a most excellent place for us girls to dance, even though it's lacking the proper railings because the whole thing isn't done yet.....

(Nicole having waaay too good a time on the ramp)

(The pic I teased you with earlier, featuring Nicole's friend, Nicole, Tara, JoJo & me)

Kyle jumped up close to the wall there and made me drop my drink at one point.  Oops.....  The band kicked ass like always, check them out HERE.  Nobody does hip hop live, but these guys totally bring it.  Plus, who doesn't wanna see some HOT HOT HOT men with no shirts on?

(Hollis & Lejuan, I love you....)

Good times were had all around.  Kyle bought me a pizza because I was drunk and hadn't eaten anything all day.  I promptly scarfed it and burnt the shit out of my tongue.  It still hurts and looks all weird.....  At the end of the night, it all went bad.  I got my tab and it was $92.  WHAT THE FUCK?  I was buying mine and Tara's drinks.  Yeah, there was about $50 worth of shit on there that wasn't mine.  I was a pissed off DRUNK.  It was big drama that I don't wanna rehash here, but in the end it ended up being ok.  Tara's dude ended up leaving at some point.  I think he was mad that she was flirting with other boys.  Well she had "relations" with like 3 other guys that were there, what did he expect?  I told him that she didn't want a relationship back when he started talking to her, but obviously he didn't get my point.....  When Kyle and I got home, he was there getting his kid, who had pissed all over my couch.  Fucking great......  I ended my night getting into a drunk texting fight with Dave, but we'll save that for the next post.  Here are some additional pics of us enjoying our Saturday night VIP style :)

 (Me & Nicole)

 

 (Some boys from our work rocking me & Tara's hats)

 

 (Me, JoJo & her sis.  I look really wide in this pic....)

 

(Me & my boy Kyle)

 

 (The crowd from on top of the ramp)

 

(I couldn't resist taking a pic of this hot mess in all her fish net little tattoos all over glory)

More to come....