Birthday Madness....

Though not as epic as years past, mostly because I have asshole neighbors who make it impossible to do anything after 9pm, it was a fairly good birthday.  I worked Job 1 on Thursday and headed directly to the bar to work a few hours.  My plan was supposed to be off at 7, have a drink with the regulars, then head home to hang out and rest up for the big festivities on Friday night.  Yeah, sure.....

As soon as I got off, my phone rang, I looked down to see that it was my dad and the step-monster calling.  Fuck that.  I didn't answer.  They called back again and I didn't answer.  Mostly because if you've read me for very long, you know he's a dick and I want nothing to do with him.  Last year I made the mistake of answering the phone and it was nothing but stupid.  This time wasn't any better, as he could barely even make sounds that even formed words.  I don't know why my step-monster insists on doing this every year, yet she does.

Ugh.  I needed a drink after I listened to that voicemail, so I plopped down next to Bob, one of the regulars and told him about the voicemail.  He promptly ordered shots so we didn't have to talk about it anymore.  I was ok with that.  At some point we decided Keno sounded like a good idea and we were playing a 4 spot with a $5 bet.  We had one ticket in when Bob says "Wait, we need to do another one.  One with our ages and birth years on it."  Ok, whatever dude.  We get it in just under the wire for the draw and wait to see what happens.  The first number of the draw was one of ours, my age.  A couple of numbers later, my birth year came up.  Sweet!  Another few numbers produced his age number.  Yay!  3 of 4, we're in some money right now!  As the rest of the numbers ticked by nothing happened.  I proclaimed that I did my part on this draw hitting my numbers and as the last number was drawn, it was his birth year!!!  We had won $360, which was already more than I'd won in Vegas.  I never win, which made it all the cooler.  We cash the ticket and get this

We proceed to buy the approximately 10 people in the bar a shot and continue on with our playing, because at this point it's all fun money.  5 draws later our numbers hit the same exact way for another $360.  Unfucking believeable.  I've never seen that happen.  Shellie didn't have enough money to cash out the ticket, so we bought the bar another round, which was significantly more people this time (approximately $200 in liquor) and she cashed the rest.  At that point we were both kind of wasted, so we played a couple more rounds and called it quits. 

I order a pizza to be sent to the kids and tell them I'll be home in a bit.  They don't seem to care at all.  Bob and I proceed to shove money in our pockets when the other isn't looking and order more rounds of shots.  By 10:00 I'm wasted.  I called my ride to come get me and as we're walking out the door my sister, Melissa, yells at me from across the parking lot.  I don't remember talking to her, but since she never comes out, let alone to my bar, we go back inside.  Shortly after, Brandon walks in.  I've been ignoring his texts because I'm not interested in messing with him on my birthday.  I was having too much fun.  He interrupts my conversation with my sister twice and the second time I get rude.  After another drink, I'm ready to go.  My ride hasn't abandoned me, so my sister walks out to the parking lot with us and we're outta there without as much as another word to Brandon.  Apparently he texted me at 3:30 to see if I was still awake, but I wasn't and he hasn't texted me since.  Am I sad?  Kind of.  I'm not sleeping well, so that sucks, but I just can't deal with his needy ass right now.  Yeah, go ahead and say it, I'm selfish.  I know....

Friday morning comes all too soon and I have to work Job 1 as well as Job 2 until 7.  I need a nap, but that's not happening.  When I get off work, I meet up with another regular, Andy, who decides he wants to accompany me to the mall to buy an outfit for my party if we're not going to get drunk early.  We go and have a ton of fun trying to pick up something fun for the party.  Time gets away from us and we have to grab the stuff and run up out of there with my purchases..  I achieved the look I was going for with "trashy, but the hottest chick in the bar" with this outfit....

 

Well Wendy, the other birthday girl is pretty smoking hot with her tiny self too!!

 Me and the besties... My 4 inch heels had me towering over both of them

My dude Carl, who's like 75 and lives in the senior community across the street.  He came over just to tell me happy birthday.  I <3 him in a grandpa like way!!

Nicole and I again

My new friend Tyler, who came in with Nicole's piece of ass for the night.  Yep, I'm as drunk as I look, but not as chunky as this pic makes me look...  But damn, I was like HEEEELLLLLLLOOOOO!!!

Anticlimactically we head back to my house after the bar closes and pass out....  Saturday morning the boys leave really early, the kids are home by 11 and we're off for a fun afternoon of 95 degree temperatures and sitting out in the sun all day for soccer.  I wasn't as bad off hangover wise as I should have been, but damn, it was a long day!! Top that off with the fact that I had to keep chasing Little E off the field and by the time Saturday night rolled around I was worthless....  

Nicole and I decided to cook on the grill and called it an early night at 11:00ish.  Sunday, up early, more soccer, got rid of E and headed to my mom's house for birthday dinner.  It was good and by the time we got back home around 8, I was ready for bed.  I made myself stay up until 10, but I couldn't last any longer.  Unfortunately it was another restless night and I only ended up getting like 4 hours of sleep.  Ugh, hate it.

That brings us up to yesterday, worked Job 1 and Job 2 for an awesome 18 hour day where at 2:30 when I got home I collapsed and didn't wake up until the thunder jolted me straight up out of bed just before my alarm went off.  I love sleeping during storms, but I'm down to only a few vacation days left until the end of August, so I hauled my ass out of bed and am at work.  Obviously I don't have a lot to do today and I'm having a hard time staying awake, but all I have to do is get through until about 9:00 tonight and I can get back to getting some sleep.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll have another post for you that will at least be somewhat interesting.  Hustler has opened up a retail store here in Columbus, and thanks to my good friends at the radio station, I have VIP passes to their private grand opening party tonight.  That should be interesting... My date for the night, Alyssa, is a lot like me, so when she came in to the bar last night, I asked her if she'd come with me and she eagerly accepted.  We get free food, drinks and even a special goodie bag!! Can't wait to see what's inside that baby!!

Have a good one everyone!!