Buying my first beer. Sorry but 2 am pictures are never of good quality.
Today I am linking up with Juliette and Allie (and a few other awesome ladies) to tell you all (or all that I remember) about my 21st birthday.
I decided to visit my parents that weekend (or half of the weekend) so they could see me on my birthday. The evening before my birthday I met up with my bestest bestest friend and hung out before she had to go home (she had to work, boo) then went with a few friends to the local hole in the wall "bar" in my hometown. I say "bar" with quotations because it is really just a rennovated dump that I'm pretty sure has been there for 20+ years. I've never went there growing up because it was known to host a "rough crowd" but being that it was the only place that served alcohol after midnight, it would have to do. We got there at 11:50 and the door lady didn't want to let me in. I kindly explained that I would be 21 in just 10 minutes... so she not so kindly said she'd have to ask the owner. He didn't have a problem with it. Once he walked away she said something along the lines of "I better not see you with a drink in your hands until midnight or you're outta here." Power trip much?
Thankfully there was a local band playing I ended up running into some old friends that I hadn't seen/hung out with in over a year and I was having a pretty good time until the band took a break right at midnight and the owner of the bar got on stage and announced that "somebody was having a birthday tonight and I'd like her to come up on stage!" as he pulled up a chair right in the middle of the stage. He then instructed me to sit on the chair and wait for my prize.
As I sat down he announced over the mike that I would be open for lap dances for the next few minutes, and he wasn't kidding. THANKFULLY I only got "lap dances" from my friends and no one got too dirty except one guy who will remain nameless that tried to take his pants off but I was saved from that by another guy doing the worm. The rest of the night is a blur from there, and I haven't had a blue MFer since then but here are some fun pictures of the next day (my actual birthday).
|My mom took me out to Wintzell's where I had delicious food and another legal beer.|
|Then we went home so she could take pictures of me (because she's a mom). And I needed one of her pretty face too!|
That night I went back to Troy to celebrate with my college friends. There were jello shots, mexican food, something called "liquid marijuana" (don't worry parents it was just liquor, not drugs), someone falling into a hole, and riding around on a golf cart in the middle of the night through my neighborhood.
|The flaming shot...|
|I don't recommend it...|
|Solid recovery though|
|Pulling out the golf cart.|
|I debated on adding this one, but the hilarity of it wins. Perfect 21st birthday.|