I'm going to be honest- this was THE best birthday I have ever had, and my 30th will have a lot of pressure.
First I invited pretty much every cool chick I know within reasonable driving distance, and there really aren't that many. (If we're being honest). And then everyone who could come, came. What is really cool about my friends is that we aren't really a "group". Most of my friends don't know each other, but when I get them together you wouldn't know we haven't been friends for years. All of my friends are similar to me (which is why they are awesome) in some way or another, and so then everybody ends up being pretty compatible. I never really worry if the group will bond or have fun- I know they will once they warm up to each other.
So to do that we started with a dinner out. Some girls couldn't make it to that and that was just fine. The girls who did come were Amy, Jennie, Tammy, Emily, Kate, and Jess. Great group of chicks, let me tell you. So we had a really great dinner where I talked about horribly embarrassing things about me growing up and they all got a great laugh. The really cool highlight was two things: 1. Amy, my relatively new friend from almost 4 hours away, drove up for my party. She came up earlier and then we went shopping and she surprised me with cupcakes (picture in a bit) and yeah. She is just really great and awesome and I am so very glad I met her. AND my friends totally thought she was the bee's vagina so that is cool. 2. My friend Jess came. Jess was my first friend when I moved from Florida to Cloquet, MN so from like 4th grade until the end of 7th grade we were BFF's. Lots of embarrassing but fun stories with her. But then I moved to Superior and we lost touch. And then we'd run into each other from time to time but never really reconnected. So then when I'm planning my party I'm like fuck it, I'm inviting her and THANK GOD because she came and it was great. It was like we had never been apart for like 15 years or whatever it is. So yes, having Amy and Jess there just made it a million times more awesome.
So after dinner we came back to my house for a sex toy party. Now, out of respect for my friends I decided not to post a bunch of pictures of it. BUT I am posting a picture as proof the party happened.
After the party some girls had to go home, but because Amy had driven all that way I thought maybe we should really make it a night and go out to a bar. Now, I'm not a drinker so I don't really know what bars are good or not in my area, but Jess suggested Keyport because they have karaoke and it's not usually super crowded. AND my brother Travis and his friend Phil were going to meet us.
And what a good decision that was. Not only did we close down the bar but Travis and Phil helped my friends have a really good time by buying all of their drinks. Seriously? If I haven't mentioned how awesome my brother is, I suck. Because he IS awesome and him and Phil are hilarious. They are also complete enablers because they got all of my friends drunk. :) Which was super fun and everyone had a great time. Jess, Amy, and Tammy got along so well and it just thrills me to no end to know that I have AH-MA-ZING friends. Seriously. I do. I can't gush about them enough.
And if you're a loser and DON'T know the name of that song-- shame on you. SHAME. Bitches, that would be the classic duet between Stevie Nicks and Don Henley.. Leather & Lace. Lovers forever, man. :)
At the very end of the night, which was really like 3am since we hit daylight savings that night, I got a complete stranger to take a picture of the Cloquet Crew. Me, my bro, and Jessica. Seriously. We tore up the streets of Cloquet in our younger year. Specifically with crab apple fights, Travis almost drowning (a lot) at the pool, baton twirling sessions (which Travis wasn't a part of.. he probably wants that clarified), and just a lot of awesome fun. When I think of my childhood I think about hanging out with her and Travis and his friends and doing stupid stuff because we were all poor but thought we were the shit. (But I still stand by my opinion in that we WERE the shit.)
Anyways. The next day I met Amy for breakfast at Perkins since it was next to her hotel and yeah. Shittastic service. I swear, of the Perkins' I have been to I always get the WORST service. I mean, Amy and I were chatting but our waitress sucked ass. She literally dropped our bill at the table not even 5 minutes after dropping off our food and then never came back. Hi bitch- we'd like some mother effing refills. Or hey- could you split our bill since you didn't?! Annoying. I hate, hate, hate bad service. And it wasn't even that busy in there. And I'm sorry- but if you don't offer to refill? You shouldn't get a tip. We left one, but still. The other stupid thing, is that I lost $10 either in the parking lot or the restaurant. And yeah, so that sucked. But I was glad Amy and I got to have breakfast and just chat before she went home.
Oh, and I woke up with a major fucking head cold on Sunday. Swell. I didn't drink but I felt hungover. Even better. :)
So yeah. That was my party. I'll post my prezzies another day (maybe tomorrow??) because I got some really good ones!! AND I got some bloggy love in the mail recently that I need to share with you. BUT.. I'm beat. Later bitches!