Last Night Was Shaking and Pretty Loud

Here is a photo of me wearing the creepy mask G.'s roommates had for some odd reason.

Okay kids. It's time for my weekend documentation post. As you may know, on Friday night I traded with my ex and went out for my friend G.'s birthday. After having such a rough week, I felt I needed to blow off some steam, but wasn't sure if I'd make it through the night. All I can say, is that it was more fun than I've had in a very, very long time and you may want to avoid running 6 miles during the day and then dancing for several hours at night. If you're anything like me, you might just wake-up feeling like someone had put bars of soap in pillow cases and beat you with them while you slept.

The first wonderful part of the evening was the ice cream cake. I'm not sure what all was in it besides ice cream, caramel and chocolate, but what else do you need?

The second best thing was Fire Water, the bar we went to after we ate pizza and cake at G.'s house. The rumor about the bartenders wearing bikinis was false, but they still wore hoochie'ish outfits and danced on the bar and used the stripper pole. The only drag is that they did look a little bored while they were dancing on the bar. As opposed to me and my friends who had ridiculous amounts of fun dancing on the bar and using the stripper pole for hilarious photo ops. I had never done either of those things before, and I highly recommend them.

We were definitely the oldest folks at the bar. Which was made even more obvious when the po po showed up to card people, and half the patrons ran out the door. We tried to pretend to run out too to see if the cops would chase us, but they had already caught someone. Then G. asked them if we could take a photo and they both said they would love to, but they weren't allowed to anymore because it could end up on Facebook and look like they were out partying on the job. Facebook changes everything.

Dexter from Degrees of Grey blogspot showed up and I've alway thought we were friends, until at one point I came up to him and another guy, and right when I said, "Hey,..." he spit half his drink in my face. I don't think either one of us is entirely sure how that happened, but I laughed so hard that I almost fell over.

We were having a ton of fun as it was, but then someone brought out hula hoops. I know. It almost seemed too good to be true, but it got even better. While we were hula hooping, one of the bartenders invited three of us up to the bar to have a competition. So, G., myself and my girl crush all climbed up. I won originally, but G. asked for a do-over and I screwed up the 2nd time. My girl crush won the 2nd round, and so she and G. both got free shots (G. for her birthday). It was actually perfect, since I don't have a very high drinking tolerance and can't really do shots.

Here is my girl crush winning. Isn't she adorable?

We eventually had all the fun we thought we could have at Fire Water, and decided to head to the Dublin Underground. On our walk there, I exclaimed to my friend G.,"Wow. This is the funnest 29th birthday you've had in years!"

And she responded, "This is the funnest 29th birthday I've ever had!"

As soon as we got to the Dublin, people got busy moving all the chairs and tables out of the way so we could have a dance party there. The gentleman above came running down from where he was playing pool and joined us and then posed for this very classy photo. Nice.

The po po stopped down at the Dublin too, but this time it was because they were being cool. Someone stopped them on the street and asked them to come down and card G. because they knew she'd love it. And boy howdy were they right.

Okay, that was a much longer post than I intended. Here's hoping for the mellowest week we all can have.