MILF

As I’m sure most of you have figured out from my last entry, my birthday was last week.  My wonderful friends threw me three (count ’em, three!) birthday bashes, and I had a grand time!  I’ll try to recap the events quickly because there is just so much to tell!  I also have a helluva lot of pictures.  I’m debating on whether to post them in here or just give you the link to my gallery.  Oh, and just so you’ll read this entire entry, there’s more to the ‘happy ending’ comment in my thank you speech than you may have realized at the time…

Two weekends ago, I celebrated my birthday with my coworkers.  We made plans to have dinner at Las Margaritas and go bar-hopping after work on Friday.  Lisa also promised a big surprise that would last throughout the night.  The whole package was complete with a hotel room.  It promised to be an interesting night.  I arrived at the restaurant around 6pm to find a table with balloons, shot glasses, and pitchers of margaritas.  Several people had already arrived, and we all took our seats.  Just as the waitress was about to take my order, my cell phone rang.  Tammy was on the other end asking for a favor.  She told me to turn around.  She was standing right behind my chair with a gift bag and a huge smile on her face!  Sneaky.  I can’t believe they pulled off a surprise like that!

The remainder of the evening was spent at CBCs and Buck Wild.  Little did I know that when you wear a flashing tiara and carry a matching wand that anybody will buy you a shot.  We played pool and video bowling, danced, and drank.  It was really nice to be able to walk to a hotel a block away and crash.  Oh, and get this.  It was a Hilton.  I can’t believe that my coworkers did all of this for me.  Yes, I hang out with them on the weekends from time to time, but come on!  I’ve only known them for a few months.  It really did make me feel good.

I spent the next night with Jack and his friends.  Oh, I just realized that I hadn’t even told you his name!  He’s the one that I’m really crushing on — the one that swept me off my feet.  That night, we went to a house party, listened to a local death metal band at a shoebox-sized joint, and munched on pizza at Amy’s house.  He was thinking about heading home at the end of the night, but Amy talked us into staying in her extra room.  Another blissfully tantric night, but still no sex. 

My actual birthday was on Wednesday.  I was pissed off about something or other, and didn’t feel like going out or celebrating.  I can’t even remember now why I was angry.  Mom took me the next night for a mani-pedi and some shopping.  Good times.

This past weekend was the real frenzy!  I left for Nashville right after work Friday.  I made it to Tammy’s in about three hours, but because of the time change, it was only 7pm.  We got dressed up really punk and went to the one place were our attire would stand out the most — Silverado’s.  What can I say?  We like to be the center of attention.  When we first arrived, we were bored and thought about leaving.  Fortunately, we didn’t.  We ended up having a really great time!  We drank a ton and danced our asses off.  Even I was in rare form.  I was dancing on the speakers and swinging around the poles in the middle of the floor.  It was certainly a night to remember.  We got home sometime after 3am.

I got up around 10am the next morning.  Tammy, Dava and I all had party dresses for that night, and we wanted to wear our hair curly.  I think we started getting showered and ready at 2pm.  Seriously.  We were supposed to meet James and Dava at the restaurant at 6pm.  By 4:30pm, we knew we were going to be late.  Then a catastrophe struck.  The zipper broke on my dress.  I sat on Tammy’s bed with my hair all curled and my makeup perfect about to burst into tears.  Tammy yelled down the stairs at Jeremy to bring her some black thread and a needle.  She sewed my fucking dress on me.  What an experience.

I booked a hotel for that night, as well.  I just wanted us all to be able to get stupid together and not have to worry about how we would get home.  Not to mention, Tammy lives almost an hour outside of Nashville.  That would seriously cut into partying time.  We first ate dinner at Big River Grille.  We took a couple of pictures, and James gave me a bottle of wine and a $40 Hustler gift card.  Nice.  We then walked in the snow to Red Iguana.  Roger had reserved a table right up front for us.  Then again with the free drinks.  I swear to god I’m going to start wearing a flashing tiara every time I go out…

Next, we headed down the street to Graham.  Sean, the manager, took us up to an upstairs bar, and told the bartender, "Put these bitches on a tab!"  Free drinks all night.  You can’t beat that.  We watched Don’s band for a while, just about got into a fight with some weird girl that was barking at me like a dog, danced in the cages over the lighted dance floor, and boogied on the bar in WildCats.  Oh, wait.  Let me rephrase that.  I did all those things.  We cut out a bit early because Tammy wasn’t feeling well.  I was spent anyway.  James dropped me and Tammy off at the hotel at about a quarter til two.  Dava decided to go on home.

Neither of us was really that tired.  We were both just tired of the smoke and rowdiness.  Did you know that some pizza places will deliver at 2:30am?  Well, they do.  We ordered pizza and watched Earth Girls are Easy on TBS.  Very strange.  Afterwards, I decided to get in the hotel room’s jacuzzi tub.  I think I spent about an hour (not to mention the time it took my drunk ass to figure out how to insert the screw-in stopper) filling up the tub, only to learn that it didn’t even work — the jets, I mean.  I got in anyway.  Tammy joined me.

We finally decided to turn out the lights and get some sleep.  Yeah, right.  I knew better.  The room had two beds, but after about 30 minutes of talking about how cold we were, I had jumped in the sack with her.  Then after another 10 minutes of talking about how she likes to cuddle, we were wrapped up around each other.  Then after another 5 minutes of talking how she loves the feel of skin on skin, we were completely naked.  It was only a matter of time before it would come to this.  We’re both freaks.  I’m just more obvious about it than she is.  We took turns going down on each other, and we both had a fabulous ‘happy ending’ to a long night.  What makes it even better is that there has been absolutely no weirdness between us since.  I never expected there to be.

Tonight, I’m going out with Jack again.  I haven’t seen him in two weeks, and I think I’m having withdrawals…  I squeal like a girl (oh, wait — I am a girl) every time he calls.  We’re going to see a funk band tonight called <a

href=”http://www.herecomethemummies.com/&#8221; target=”blank”>Here Come the Mummies.  I have a couple of their CDs, and I like what I’ve heard so far.  Plus, I hear they put on an awesome live show.  I actually asked him out, so I’m thinking that I’ll offer to pay.  It’s so nice being financially stable again.  I’m planning to take my camera, so hopefully I can get a couple of shots of us together!  I’m such a dork.  Anyway, cross your fingers that I can squeeze another date out of him for tomorrow…

Felina Naranja