St. Patty's Day Festivities Part 2

Where did I leave off?  Oh yeah, Lucky's.  So weird shit was going on in the bathroom at that place.  The first time I went in there was a girl sitting on the floor with her skirt up around her waist....  Like bare ass on the floor.  How freaking nasty is that?  Her friend was trying to coax her out telling her that she was going to get coochie germs from sitting on the floor.  At this point my buzz is kickin, so I'm in the next stall laughing.   I finish my business and go out to tell Tara about the girl on the floor, she goes running in to capture it on camera.  I got sidetracked by Cameron and didn't head back in, but these are the pictures I found on Tara's camera of what the was going on in there.... Apparently the one girl got off the floor because there aren't any pics of her...

WTF??

(Oh wait, I think this was her... I didn't notice she had legwarmers on when she was sitting down)

Where did she get the green beer goggles??

Again, WTF?? And who was she talking to on the phone? All her friends were with her...

At some point Tara and Mike left leaving me with Cameron and Dave.  We decided to go back to my house and chill.  Cassie had been texting us all night and was on her way home as well.  We all just laid around listening to music and chillin.   I don't remember what time Dave left and Cassie went to bed, but it was late...  The last time I looked at my phone before I passed out it was 3am.  They weren't still there, but I was still up.

When 6:30 rolled around and I had to get the kids up for school I was still drunk.  Oh shit, that's no good.  Brandon had court later in the morning over that damn pocket knife thing.  Luckily I got to go back to bed for a few and by 8:30 when I got up I was good to go.

Nobody thought Brandon was going to get charged for having the pocket knife at school.  Even the cop who took the report said since he'd never been in trouble that it wasn't going anywhere.  Much to my surprise, last month I got a summons for both of us to appear to charges of Possession of a Deadly Weapon.  I was shocked to say the least, but we went to court fully expecting that he'd plead guilty, get some community service since he wasn't a repeat offender and be done with it.  What actually happened was a totally different story.  

When we finally got to see the hearing officer I was told that Possession  of a Deadly Weapon is a Class 5 Felony.  The lowest felony you can get, but still a felony that would not be sealed even after he turned 18.  WTF?  I panicked as we were read the list of possible punishments which included my kid spending the next 5 years in a juvenile facility.  Just what in the hell were we supposed to do?  This is a good kid who made the mistake of not checking his pockets on the way out the door one morning, not the kid who got called back because he beat the shit out of his mother..... Or the kid who was making pipe bombs in his back yard.  That ones mother was telling me that my kid looked out of place there.  It was awful.  We ended up pleading not guilty, getting the forms for a public defender and setting a trial date.  The kid was good though.  He didn't show any emotion about the whole thing until he got in the car and had a meltdown.  I was proud he lasted that long.  I had to take him to be fingerprinted and then decided he was traumatized enough for the day, so we got lunch and I let him go home instead of going back to the hour he would have had left at school.

I talked to my mom about the situation and she immediately called my step-dad who called his lawyer.  He was referred to one who specializes in juvenile cases.  We're currently waiting to hear back from the guy.  My parents are picking up the bill for it simply because they know that it's some dumb shit that he's being charged like this and if Brandon goes to Juvie for the next 5 years, there's pretty much NOTHING that will bring him back to his old self.  He's such an emotionally fragile child that would just be the end of him. Ugh....

Needless to say, yesterday pretty much sucked.  I smiled though when my phone rang and it was Cameron thanking me for inviting him out Wednesday night.  He came over and hung out last night and we stayed up way later than we should have talking about what's gone on in our lives for the last 15 years.  Catching up with him has been really interesting and we're kind of both in the same place in our lives, so I guess we'll see what happens.  There's always the fact that I'm going to see Tattoo Guy tomorrow night which could potentially screw things up for me....  God, I'm so confused over boys right now.......