Weekend Recap

So, I wish it was still the weekend. I could use a massage, and more water, and definitely more sleep.

Friday- Went out to the Great American Beer Festival. I was frustrated because traffic was terrible so it took me 2 hours to get down there. So of course when I finally met up with my friends, we made our pretzel necklaces, and got down to business.

Yay for pretzel necklaces!

The night was awesome. It included me being an enabler (drinking-wise), tricking our friend into getting his mustache shaved, and of course dancing in the silent disco to Michael Jackson. Oh, and singing my favorite song from college happy hour--Sweet Caroline. Afterward, I had M pick me up and we went out for another drink at a bar. Turned out to be happy hour, so I got 2 for 1 drinks. I couldn't drink anymore though. But at least I didn't waste too much money.

Saturday- Slept on and off at M's place. Had a terrible headache, and basically tried not to throw up. I have to remember that my body can't handle tons of alcohol like my mind thinks so. Finally made it back to my car, did not throw up on the bus (FTW!), showered, changed, and did the best thing ever: bought myself a happy meal, complete with a Barbie jewelry box. Yeah, it's how I roll. Volunteered at the beer fest, wrist banding thousands of ppl (no joke, they said 12,000 people came through the entrance I was working), and saw more friends at the festival, which helped the night go by fast.

Sunday- Got woken up by the dog, the little brother, and my mom at 8:30am. Not a fan. But she did buy me McDonald's for breakfast, so I suppose that was the perk of waking up to loud noises. After breakfast, I caught up on tv. Project Runway, Drop Dead Diva, Entourage, Real Housewives of Atlanta, and Top Chef. It was nice to get some quiet time.

So I lost my car keys on Thursday night, and I looked everywhere for them. Luckily, I used my Dad's spare set which happened to have my car key on it. Thank god. I of course prayed to God and St. Anthony to find such keys, but that didn't work when I lost my bus pass and Costco card. So I'm talking on the phone with a boy on Sunday in my room, when I lift up a receipt that was in my headboard, and what's underneath it? MY CAR KEYS. I kid you not. I seriously couldn't believe it. So of course to give thanks, I went to church last night with my lil brother. It was good times. Then I watched the Amazing Race and went to sleep.


How was your weekend?

Pre-Birthday Weekend Recap

Friday- I had a rough day. So I fully intended to get a drink, or two. I went to the Rockies game with Just a Girl, where we mixed Mike's Hard Lemonade with Firefly's Sweet Tea Vodka. Needless to say, after the game we apparently went out to three bars, where she hit on cops, I threw up, and we almost got kicked out of the bar. She did get my a cab home, which I have never done, but I made it home.

A view of Coors Field

This stuff is so good, it's dangerous.

Saturday- I felt like death warmed over. Seriously. Never drinking again. Was definitely hungover. My mom woke me up at 7 to make me go for a walk. "You need exercise, it'll make you feel better." Liar! I did make it through the walk, even if I was walking like an old woman. After that I was tricked into going to pick up my brother, where my mom proceeded to tell his friend's parents that I was hungover. Thanks mom! When we got to my brother's football tryouts I literally face planted in the grass and felt like gravity was sucking me into the earth. I laid there, threw up some water, and passed out again. After that I came home and showered, because I reeked of alcohol. While I was showering, my mom took my cell phone, because apparently hers was dead. Okay. Well, turns out some (boy)friends called and she freakin' answered my phone! And, guess what she did? She proceeeded to tell them all that I has HUNGOVER and had to take a cab home and that I'd been puking all day. Score. I'm never letting my mom use my phone again.

After laying around and finally being able to digest 1 tortilla chip successfully, I got ready for my birthday dinner with friends. We had originally planned on going to Tuk Tuk Thai, but the one downtown is apparently more of a fast food type place instead of the legit restaurant type scene that I had been to. So thankfully we found a hibachi and sushi place two doors down. We went there, talked, did not drink, and had the most wonderful cupcakes ever from Yum Yums! I was just really happy to have my friends there to celebrate with. It meant more to me than having a huge bash and inviting random people, that's for sure.

Happy Birthday to me!

My new 'do with Kristen at dinner

I heart cupcakes! Onomomomom....

Sunday- I owed my mom for coming up to Boulder and waiting with me till the Pop-A-Lock guy showed up to unlock my car, so in return I spent all day yesterday running around like a crazy woman and feeling like a soccer mom. Basically we went all the way up to Ft. Collins, which is an hours drive away, to see give my brother some stuff from Costco and to get back my Dad's truck, which he had been using. Once we did that, we took him to Sunflower market and taught him how to pick out vegetables. And I totally flirted with the produce man, who was so freakin hot. And probably like 20. My bad. After that I raced back to Denver, picked up my lil brother from my uncle's house, ran to Target and bought a Hannah Montana doll and a Hello Kitty card, wrapped the gift in the car, and then dropped him off at the birthday party. Then I ran back home, unloaded groceries we bought at Sunflower, put on some more perfume, and then went back to the party with my mom. I got to witness the chaos of kids hitting a pinata and grabbing the candy, and then ate dinner and cake. I was so exhausted last night but I couldn't sleep at all.

....but today's a great day because it's my birthday!!! Yay for being 25!! I'm going to the Rockies game again tonight with my family and no, I'm not sneaking in booze.


How did/will you celebrate your birthday this year?

That Girl

We all have this friend. You know, the one that instigates things, that convinces you to get out of your pjs and go out, that makes you have one more shot when you don't think you can, that dares you to do something crazy, and that makes you feel alive. I have one of those friends from college, and I miss her. She was one of the reasons why I didn't graduate from college a semester early. I'm glad I didn't, because I had the best semester ever with her. She was the one who encouraged me to drink before staff meetings, to bitch about life over a glass of wine, and showed me that partying can be fun, no matter where we were. She encouraged me when I didn't know what I had to offer, and was always there for a good laugh.

Jen & I circa 2007 in NYC

I miss her not only because of her sarcasm, but also because here in D-town I don't have that type of friend. And man, sometimes I really wish I did. Especially when I feel old. I heart my circle of friends, don't get me wrong. But sometimes I wish I could be more crazy, without having to feel stupid or immature. I don't want to be the "boozer" of the group, forcing people to drink. I don't want to plan on getting wasted. I want it to come naturally. Maybe I'm looking to relive some parts of my college years, but I'm not entirely sure about that. I mean, I'm definitely responsible, and I know my limits, which unfortunately have changed dramatically in the past year or so. I used to be able to handle 4 drinks a night. Now I get through 2 and I'm done. Which isn't bad either, because that just saves me money because I don't have to buy a bunch of drinks. Anyways, the point is, I'm on the lookout for a drinking buddy...any takers?