pre-birthday party

So, tonight is my birthday party. I’m getting pretty excited. I spent the day with It Girl, Little Sister and The Charger (yes, I’ve finally come up with a name for Little Sister’s fiancé. He’s a big Chargers fan. He’s also a Notre Dame fan, but I won’t hold that against him.) looking for possible venues for their wedding. I feel so lucky that they brought me with them. I’m lucky they didn’t leave me behind, because I kept asking questions to the people who were coordinating the weddings at the various locations: “What are the linen options?”, “How big is your dance floor?”, “How many weddings do you host at a given time?”. Who brought the loud mouthed question girl? It’s not even my wedding, and I have no greater role than to attend, but I couldn’t keep my big mouth shut. I blame law school. I blame everything on law school. It’s a good excuse.

Back to tonight. So, we’re starting with pizza and cake at It Couple’s house. I’m ordering the world’s biggest pizza from our favorite pizza place. It’s humongous and delicious. One giant pizza feeds like 30 people. No joke. I’m so excited for giant pizza! Then we’re meeting most everyone at my favorite dive bar. As Mrs. Newlywed says “You won’t meet your lover there, but you’ll definitely meet your mother’s lover.” It’s this perfectly dirty dive bar with an awesome dance floor and dj. Most of the people are local bar flys. Most are dirty old men who watch the dance floor. Some are people who show up at the club by themselves to just dance. Alone. Just dance. This bar also has grills where you can grill your own meat. Unfortunately that ends at 9pm, so we opted to just get giant pizza and go dancing later on. A pitcher of beer is 7 bucks. Can this place be any cooler?!

So I’m predicting a night full of awesomeness and hopefully some good stories for my blog tomorrow. Or Monday, when I finally sober up and recover. My brother and sister are both supposed to come, which makes me even more excited, since the three of us rarely ever go out together! Today is my sister’s birthday, so I’m stoked she’s coming. She’s not huge on birthdays, so she said she didn’t ca if I planned my party on hers. And no, that wasn’t her present to me. It was just like an added bonus. I’m thinking that tonight I will eat a lot of pizza, and drink a lot of beer (sorry mom, but it’s my last year in my 20’s and my last chance to say “But I’m only in my 20’s!”). I’m not counting on meeting any guys, since I’m not into old bar flys. But, maybe today will be my lucky night. If it were a Hollywood movie, ATC would show up and exclaim “I was wrong, please take me back!” And I’d have to momentarily consider, cause I’ll be looking really good in my blue skirt and knee high black boots. But, then I’ll say that we’re only human and we all make mistakes and I’m just glad he realized his mistake before it was too late. And then we’ll walk off into the sunset, which is odd, since I won’t even be getting to the bar until after 9pm. But, somehow there’ll be a sunset and we’ll walk toward it. Too bad there’s not a Sunset Blvd. or Ave. cause that would count as walking off into the sunset. But, that’d also be dangerous, since we’d likely get hit by cars. So, overall it’s probably good that he’s not gonna show up.