Birthday Party!

My birthday party was a ton of fun! My friend Liz came up from Baltimore and at one point, I counted 25 people in my apartment!

For starters, I wore an adorable outfit. We had an amazing taco bar that was a big hit, and people brought lots of Mexican themed fun snacks like guacamole, black bean dip, tortilla chips, etc. We had lots of booze - various Mexican beers, bud light (thanks to Becca), sangria with fruit and brandy (thanks to Megan and Mike), and margaritas (thanks to C, H, and H!) I, of course, partook in all of the various alcoholic beverages. After awhile, we had two lively games of Apples to Apples going on (one in each room), and I think everyone had a lot of fun!

I was definitely tipsy/drunk and having a great time, and everyone started leaving around 12:30-1:00. Around that time, Megan mentioned going to a bar to meet her friend from work. I decided that this would be a fantastic idea, despite my sister and Liz trying to convince me not to go (taking back their initial enthusiasm). Well, it was my birthday, so off we went. We took a cab all the way to 16th or 17th and got a beer when we got there.

This is what I remember: talking to Megan's friend, falling off of a bar stool. That's all. We came home not long after arriving, and I went to the bathroom (where I threw up). Keep in mind that I do not remember this. The next day, I woke up - not feeling too terrible - and promptly went back to sleep. We went to Sabrina's for brunch, and after that, I felt totally fine. So fine, that I went for a run later that evening.

That cute sweater I'm wearing in the picture? It's missing. I have absolutely no idea what happened to it. My skirt was in the bathroom. My tank top in my hamper. I thought that maybe I left it in the bar, but my much more sober sister told me that I did not even take my coat off there. It's the mystery of the evening. If it turns up at any of your homes, please comment and let me know.

A few more pictures from the evening:

Dates and Updates

So I went out with the guy from the northeast again last Tuesday night. He normally works on Tuesdays, but he switched around his schedules. We went to Bar Ferdinand and got a yummy cheese plate, a meat plate, some calamari and dessert. He was cuter than I remembered him being, and I had a good time with him - it was very comfortable conversation, etc... but I'm just not really sure how much spark there is there for me. He is in Puerto Rico this week, and he called me yesterday to see how I was doing, etc... which was really nice. I'm going to go out with him one more time and see how it goes. He is in school, and he also works a lot. I think he has off Friday nights but works every Saturday. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but I dated someone for about 9 months who worked the complete opposite of me, and it can be really draining on a relationship after awhile.

I've had some contact with the Med Student. I had a really nice time with him, and he said he was going to call sometime yesterday/today. I got an email yesterday saying that he had tried to call and would call back today, but I never had a missed call. He texted me this morning to wish me a happy birthday and said he would call. He hasn't yet, but there is still time. He just finished his mid term exams (as a second year med student he is quite busy), but his birthday was a couple weeks ago... so he said about doing something for our birthdays. I hope we do get together, because I have been on like 6 dates (3 different guys) since I met him 2 1/2 weeks ago, but I'm still going back to wanting to get to know him better and such. I haven't forgotten about him yet and am still quite interested, so that must be a good sign. I like that he emailed to say that he called (and he had emailed over the weekend to say that he texted, but I didn't get that one either).... we shall see.

Today is my birthday! I had a special birthday lunch and a birthday dinner today, plus a birthday nap, a birthday cupcake, birthday balloons ... and I had a fun party on Saturday. I have friends coming into town this weekend to continue celebrating and am going to the Fridays After 5 thing at the art museum with some friends this Friday to celebrate too! I am such a lucky girl!! (Celebrating is a little exhausting though ... and not so good for losing weight!!)

I'll update with pics and stories from Saturday when I can.

Preview: Awesome party, 2nd tequila shot was a bad decision, bar at 1:30AM was a bad decision, but didn't feel so bad on Sunday as a result of the effects of the bad decision! Oh, and the cab driver gave me a bottle of water on the way home from the bar I shouldn't have gone to. And I managed to lose my cardigan, but not my coat or phone or purse.

Pre-Birthday Celebrations

On Saturday, Meg P came to visit me in Philly for round 1 of the birthday celebrations. As soon as she got here, she locked her keys in the car at the parking garage. It was a new car, and she didn't realize that it locks automatically or something. We waited maybe 20 minutes for AAA, and the guy was able to jimmy it open pretty easily.

We then went to the grocery store and bought lots of food to make some yummy thai/indian/some type of curry. My sister and my friend Sarah both came over for dinner, and it was delicious!! I was a little stressed near the beginning because I was cooking curry - which I never done before ... and I managaed to spill coconut milk all over the stove (which my roommate said looked like baby puke), but it turned out great. Not too curry actually, because there were so many vegetables and should have been twice as much coconut milk, etc - but that's alright. There's always next time.

I drank a lot of wine with dinner. Woo. Then we went out to Sugar Mom's for a fancy can of PBR (woodchuck for megp) and had a photo shoot in the bumper cars.


We met up with my friend Megan and her boyfriend Mike at Sugar Mom's around 11 and after awhile we headed over to National Mechanics for a little dancing. I only had 3 beers out, but the wine I had with dinner really went to my head. I had a good time at National Mechanics dancing and what not.



After we left National Mechanics, Meg, my sister, and I went to the South St Diner, which is now open 24 hours. It's a little blurry after that, but I remember that I got the hiccups and we apparently walked my sister to her car and then went home. I woke up the next day and had shut the cats in the room with me. I almost always shut them out of the room. Not sure what I was thinking. Oh wait, the wine was thinking. I was passed out, but Meg said the cats walked over her a bit.

We woke up around 10 the next morning. I wasn't hung over - but I was still completely exhausted. Meg wanted a cheesesteak, which I ate and it promptly made me feel ill. Don't worry, I went to the gym anyway. Bad idea. It was a rough two miles, let me tell you. But I finished it anyway.

Party!! :)

So I went out for a friend's birthday on Saturday. She had a bunch of girls over for wine, cheese, and crackers. We had a lot of fun and managed to get some chocolate on the white couch. We oxy-cleaned it though! :)

After we left her house, we went to Ladder 15 where pretty much every girl met her boyfriend/guy she's dating. Awesome. It was fun though. I bought one drink and then people just kept putting drinks in my hand. I think I probably had 4 beers or so. I was drunk but not too crazy drunk or anything....

However, I managed to leave my debit card at the bar. I didn't even have a tab, but I must have it in the credit card book thing after I signed. I was still pretty sober at that point, I don't know. Maybe it fell out of my wallet when I was paying for coat check? I called them on Sunday, but they said they couldn't find it/didn't have it. Oh well. I got a new one, which looks like play money.

I also managed to lose my camera. I remember having it in the bathroom about 20 minutes before we left. It wasn't inside my clutch, which was stupid, and I think that there is a good chance that I left it there. Sad. I realized that I didn't have my debit card when I was in the cab, but I don't think I had my camera at that point. I didn't realize it at the time though.

It was fun, but I feel bad that I lost all of the pictures I took of her birthday! I am usually the picture taker of the group when there is a special occasion! Oh well. I usually lose my camera about every 6 months - sober, drunk, whatever. I can't hold onto it for some reason. This camera I bought last March. That is almost a year, my friends. Not too bad. It survived Italy and everything.

the occassional poor decision

A fun one, nonetheless.

Friday night was our holiday party for school. It had to be rescheduled because of the snowstorm back before Christmas. We paid $50 for dinner/open bar from 8-12. Bad news right from the get go.

The actual party was a lot of fun - I had too much wine, but nothing crazy happened. Then some of us decided to go dancing. We ended up at Silk City. It all gets a little fuzzy around this time - but I remember drinking some beer and dancing a lot. I think that the people I was with were also pretty drunk. Let me rephrase: I hope that the people I was with were also pretty drunk. At some point, almost the end of the night - I decided that it was time for to go home. I'm assuming that I said goodbye to the people I was with, but really - who knows. (In college when I got drunk, I would just leave parties when I thought it was time to go without saying anything to my friends.) Well, my coat was in the car of the girl who drove, and it seemed like a good idea to leave without it and get it on Tuesday. So I got into a cab and decided that I left my credit card at the bar. So I went back in. Don't worry, the card was in my wallet the whole time. Then I got into another cab and went home.

I didn't feel so hot on Saturday, that's for sure. Got up around ten - about two hours too early probably. I didn't feel that awful until I made myself and ate eggs. Bad idea. I went to the art museum with a couple friends anyway. Threw up a little in the bathroom there, but felt so much better after wards.

Oh geez. At least I reminded myself of WHY I rarely drink that much.