february recap

so what makes the month of february great?

it isn't valentines day. (boo hiss, single awareness/hallmark holiday!)
it isn't the whole leap-year-concept. (really? 29 days? randomly? ok, not so random. but still. really?)
no no... it's the 15th. MY BIRTHDAY.

michael, michael and johnny.

it started with a birthday-eve celebration with the regulars... frank, mike, johnny, paige, bryan, michael, patrick, larry... with appearances by ben, david, and onyx. the best part was larry walking around in my 3-inch patent leather RED pumps. yeah, that's hot.







the amazing amber and me, equally amazing.
the next day was fun with mom--mani/pedi time! then to dallas for dinner with frank and mike d. at my favorite little mexican place, manny's. it looks like a house, off 75 and lemon... but they've got the best food. oh my... and ask for martha. she's always our waitress, and she'll treat you right. she even hooked me up with a giant hat and a large group singing happy birthday in spanish. thank goodness the only picture is on a cell phone and isn't online.




roommates reunite!

that night was a fabulous S4 friday night. old roommate jenn and some of her friends came out, as well as amber and her sister. all i know for sure is that as soon as people hear "birthday" they buy you drinks. and some even thought i was 21. (i still got it.)









the ghetto lips. our trademark.
after not drinking for so many years, jenn and i have since made up for lost time. although i showed her that i could hold my alcohol better than she could... it's okay... i'd say we've both come a long way.

lacey! my favorite bar back.
my grand total for my actually birthday night... 10 shots of patrón, 1 margarita on the rocks, 1 buttery nipple shot from my favorite shot boy jamesy. AND WHAT.

frank working. damn paparazzi!

the next day was spent sleeping in and hanging out with frank/jake. then another night out. you see, my goal in taking off so many days for my birthday was that i'd celebrate everynight, thursday-tuesday. and i did it. but it was rough.






jake and i... a la black and and white.
photos from saturday were in black and white, because as we learned... you don't look as tired in black and white as you do in color...






kayne, mitch, jake and i.
while out i met kayne and mitch. (you might remember kayne from project runway season 3.) they're good friends with frank/jake. after feeling sleepy half the night, it was super fun to meet them and get to know some new people.






(clockwise) bryan, me, patrick, michael, johnny, mike.

sunday night was "the regulars" again. this time standing our ground in our favorite spot while we were invaded by the 18+ crowd. usually they don't bother us, but that night was something different. after the 15th or 16th time we saw them wave money in frank's face and yell out their drink order while he was talking to another customer, or maybe it was the way they kept yelling "shot! shot! shot!"... no matter what, it bugged us old folks. so we made faces. and we made comments. and that in itself was entertaining.




dougie and michael... and a guy i don't really know.
monday night was the night out with all the people who work in the service industry and therefore can't play on the weekends. we ended up at HOUSE OF BLUES in the foundation room... a members only area (memberships start at about $2k/year)... that is open on monday nights to nonmember types. my friend michael works at HOB and got us on the list for the night.



in one of the private VIP rooms... had to strike a pose. happy birthday to me.
it was good times. it's the coolest place and had a super chill vibe. everybody that went had a blast. and half the group enjoyed watching someone else be the bartender for the night.

tuesday was shoe shopping with frank and jake. you should see the platform pewter 6 inch pumps i walked out with... oh my... so cute. then it was dinner and a concert with the parents. and yes, the concert was barry manilow. after getting hell from my friends who were going to see jill scott, i actually had a decent time. especially when i broke the news to dad that i have a tattoo... and i've had it since february 2007. the look on his face... priceless.