Bitchen' Birthday Blog

Ever since I have moved out of my parent's house, my birthdays have been sour and sweet.

All I remember about my 20th birthday is that I got sent flowers from my lover in Kentucky (ha ha) and that I talked to my mom on the phone and when she told me she wasn't coming over I cried on the kitchen floor. A bit dramatic and immature I know, and I don't even remember if I had any fun that birthday at all!

NO PHOTOS IS BAD

For my 21st birthday, I wanted to do the wine trail with my friends and parents.

Nope, I don't remember why we didn't, but we didn't. I had a great time otherwise the night before we had a lady gaga party,  I ended up waiting for Phillip to get home because we had the best costumes and I needed to take pictures with him!

Phillip's costume was made of his old shower curtain, 3D glasses, an old blazer and a fashion magazine.

Mine was made of an old Halloween costume, toilet paper rolls, lots of toole, beads, construction paper, and lots of hot glue.

SEE SEE HOW AWESOME!

He was at auditions, by the time he got home everyone was passed out in MY bed. We took pictures and then slept in his mattress on the floor, we soon threw away that mattress because it was gross.

I woke up and everyone was awake so I locked myself in my room and slept more because I was pissed! Then Phillip and Kayla made me breakfast and brought me a huge ceramic fish, that now sits in my bathroom My parents came over with my Toy Story cake, home-made wine, and a new laptop.

Sarah with said fish and said breakfast in said bed.

That night I  got real drunk, my best friend(Phillip) got beat up in a parking lot while I was dancing slutty with strangers, I rode home with people I didn't know, and passed out on the stairs outside of my apartment before puking up my Green Dragons.

Getting said drunk.

I am now 22 and am going to share bits about my latest birthday adventure....

This year what I wanted to do for my very mature 22nd birthday was spend the day before my birthday with my friends at the St Louis zoo and the City Museum and possibly going out and getting a much classier drunk than I did last year.

That is what I wanted to do, Phillip had to opt out because he had auditions and work ( and that stuff is more important than my birthday, I guess), Robert just sucks and forgot to ask off, Paulina remembered and so did Kayla. My parents also wanted in on the fun.

I did not go to St. Louis for my birthday. I did get to spend the last half of the day at Von Jakob and Blue Sky winery. They are both real awesome. 

My parents, Paulina, Jared, Kayla, Lauren, her friend Eric and myself all spent a lovely afternoon together. Some strange news that I sort of knew was drunkenly dropped on me. It was a bit shocking, but it's been dealt with now and I feel much better about it.

The day was nice, the wine and food was wonderful, I got money, it was a good day.

A lady in the bathroom of Blue Sky was staring at my insulin pump, so I asked her if she wanted to know what it was and she said "Nope" and I said "Fine!" What I should have said was "Fine, stop staring!" I didn't do that though, the last thing I need is to be black listed from a winery.

Maybe for my 23rd birthday I will get to have my day in STL...I hope.