Sunday, July 13, 2008
Fun Monday~ Tell us how you party!
Totally unrelated to Fun Monday: What the F is THIS about??? Very upsetting. Very UnAmerican. This is a travesty!!!
Well. Penny from Dungarees Ablaze is planning her father's birthday party and needs some ideas. This is what she said: This week assignment: Let's hear about your favorite “Birthday”, it needn’t be your actual birthday just a "birthday" celebration. You can use one you planned, one you attended, one you crashed, just a fun time for this FUN MONDAY
You know I love you, chica! You are my bestest friend in the whole wide world! Sorry you got sick that night :( So what do you want to do for your next birthday??? Will it involve coconut bras and MOJITOS?
First, why did you change you layout, Penny? I liked the nice pic you had beforeOh well, to each her own and change is good. Ok, so on with my birthday tales.
I've never been one to have birthday parties, so I can tell you about all 3 of the ones I've had. The first one was when I was in elementary school. We had a pizza party at the place next to my Mom's work. Quite a few girls showed up and I was really excited and happy. The only thing I remember getting was a doll. Do girls in 5th grade even play with dolls anymore?
Next was my 16th Birthday. I was anti-"sweet sixteen" and all that crap. I wanted to go camping! So my mom and dad took myself and a couple of my best friends up to Zolfo Springs where my uncle had a huge piece of land on Charlie Creek. It was December and it was COLD up there. We pitched our tent on this little spit of land that stuck out in a pond, not far from where my parent's would be sleeping (in my uncle's place). Well, it got dark and it was freezing. We kept hearing noises. My uncle had cattle on the land and suddenly, we were terrified that the cows would decide to stampede through our tent and kill us. SOooo, we ran over and told my dad that we HAD to sleep in his van for our own SAFETY! He relented and drove it over and parked it right next to the tent. We piled in and slept like babies. The next morning, there were no signs that the cattle (or anything else) had come anywhere close to us. Better safe than sorry, though! That day we took the canoe out and flipped it on the creek. Not fun since the water was like -20 degrees! After we dried off and warmed up, we went on a hike. We came across a large (bloated) dead cow and when we approached it, a head popped up from behind it. The another...and another. Wild dogs. Maybe coyotes. We freaked out ands tood perfectly still. The only weapon we had was my leather whip (Hey, I was in my Indiana Jones phase. what can I say?). We backed away slowly and thank God, none of the dogs bothered us. Man, we were really scared to walk around after that.
Then there was my 19th birthday. My friends and I had been hanging out in the local bowling alley bar for the past year. They never carded us...it was assumed we were already 19 (the drinking age back then). So when my birthday came around my friends decided to have a party for me at the bar, but to call it my 20th birthday! It was fun. My future ex-husband was there. We weren't even dating yet. They gave me this hug card that everyone signed and I still have. They went out of their way to say "Happy 20th!!" it was funny.
So that's about it. Pizza + wild dogs + beer = my ideal birthday party. Somehow I don't think your dad would enjoy any of them. Well...maybe the beer and a few 16 year old girls??? Oh God, did I just say that?!? Bad, I am very bad....
As always, go and check out the other folks and their idea of a what a good birthday is by going to http://www.dungareesablaze.blogspot.com/. Have a great week!