you did what, with who?

for my birthday outing tonight with my friends and sissy there are a few things that WILL NOT be happening...

i will not be wearing a princess crown

i will not be wearing a boa of any form or in any color

there will not be a sash alerting the crowd of cleveland that it is in deed my day

i will not be forced to do 28 shots (although i did do 21 on my 21st, i'm awesome like that)

my birthday entourage will not be wearing matching t shirts that they don't like

we will not be wearing whistles announcing that it's my birthday

i will not be driving

there will be no tears

there will be no feathers or sequins

i will not step foot into bar flyy

no one will know it is my birthday unless i tell them

i will not be wearing a mini skirt and tube top because, "i mean it's like my birthday and i can like totally dress as slutty as i want!"

i will not fall on my ass flashing everyone my "brittany" because i will be wearing underwear

i will not be bringing a water bottle filled with vodka out to the bar to do shots in the bathroom to you know "save money"

i will not be wearing a trucker hat

things that WILL be happening on my birthday night out...

i will laugh till i cry

my voice will elevate to ridonkulous heights

my left eye will start to droop ever so slightly

i will think i lost my blackberry when in all reality it will be in my purse

someone will buy me a shot and i will take it

i will look hot in my birthday outfit - classy hot though- like i wanna take you home to do naughty things with you AND take you home to meet my parents

i will chair dance and dance dance - you know the difference right?

i will have fun

i will drink lots of wine and stoli blueberry not together of course

i will take lots of pictures that no one will ever see

there will be drunken phone calls and texts

my sissy and i will probably fight about something small and stupid

my memories my gray out

i will have high five at least 9 people

i will be thankful for the wonderful people around me celebrating

[ to my way awesome blosse who all wished me happy birthday yesterday thank you!!! it made me all warm and fuzzy inside and then i realized i was being sentimental and quickly made fun of someone in my office ; ) ]

when the yuppie turns emo

in 730 days it will be my 30th birthday.

if you do the math on the above that makes today my 28th birthday. happy birthday to me... and lindsay lohan.

i'm going to be celebrating this evening with doing approximately three loads of laundry. and if i'm feeling extra spicy i might go walk to public square for the downtown cleveland firework show.

the fireworks after all are all for me. every single one.

especially the ones that are supposed to look like hearts but end up looking more like an oddly shaped oval.

that is my special oval, think of me next time you see it.

i had so many happy ideas of what i wanted to do for my fabulous 28th birthday post but i'm feeling slightly melancholy at the moment so my wittiness is fleeting.

although i may only be doing approximately three loads of laundry tonight on my birthday. my real birthday party will be going on tomorrow when myself and 12 of my girlfriends head out to "a restaurant" (no stalkers) in tremont where we will drink lots of wine, do lots of shots and participate in tons of shenanigans - but that party is tomorrow.

and for now i just need some time to reflect on these last 28 years, and to see where i'm at with it all so far...

-i have the best family in the world (but i still miss my dad)
-i have more friends than i girl could ask for, i'm beyond blessed (but i want a boyfriend)
-i'm beautiful and healthy (but i want to be 3 sizes smaller)
-i have "an addicting good personality" (but damn i can be an evil bitch)

are you sensing a trend?

now i doubt i'm the only person in the world who thinks these things about themselves sometimes but it's hard ALWAYS staying positive and smiley. who doesn't want more?

i think i need to read the secret again.

this funky mood will pass by tomorrow night when i'm with all my friends and my sissy so i'm not worried. maybe i'm just crabby today because i can't eat any birthday cake. haha!

ugh, this post is so emo and very unlike me. GROSS.

i need to listen to some vampire weekend right now, they always make me happy.

so what did you get me for my pretend e-birthday present? ; )

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so i wrote the above post late last night to schedule post this morning. and in case any of you all care i'm in a waaaaaaaay better mood.

but i felt that the above post was worth keeping cause those are still real feelings. thankfully i still LOVE my birthday, i was nervous for a hot sec. i can't wait for dinner tomorrow!

so far my roommate nate gave me a bottle of yummy wine, the georgia peach decorated our apartment hallway with a happy birthday alexa sign, AND my office got me flowers instead of the cookie cake because of the whole vegan thing.

all of the above? awesome : )

snooze

after attending last nights gladiators playoff game win at the Q with georgia peach, her nameless husband and donkers and with it being donkers birthday and all (plus i'm still recovering from the long weekend), let's just say it was a bit hard to get out of bed this morning.

i could not wake up.

i slept right through my alarm. i wasn't late for work or anything. i still woke up in time due to my trusty setting of the clock 20 minutes ahead of the "real" time. but this sleeping through the alarm has been happening a lot lately. it's obnoxious.

but i'm going to go ahead and blame the alarm clock.

i have a pretty standard clock radio that has a couple of additional wake up options such as a church bell chime, a buzz (not the good kind) and ocean waves. i have tried them all.

now while all of these sounds may wake up some people they just aren't cutting it for me.

seriously, who can wake up to ocean waves?!?!

and the church bell chimes, are probably the loudest most obnoxious sound ever (worse than the sound of my voice even), and instead of waking me up i end up just turning the whole thing off and going back to sleep.

the buzz worked for awhile till my body got so used to the sound that my arm would just hit snooze automatically and i would never really wake up.

this buzz phenomenon has now happened with the radio too.

i have my wake up station set to NPR. not because i enjoy listening to the content in the morning but because for the most part it is always going to just be talking. very consistent. where if i have a radio station on you never know what you are going to get, much like a box of chocolates.

so unfortunately now, my body has gotten used to the NPR alarm and my inner lazy sleeper brain who doesn't want to get up flings my arm directly to the snooze button, while the other side of my brain who knows i have a crap ton of work to do and would love to actually go to work NOT with wet hair and no make-up on loses the battle to the lazy sleeper 4 out of 5 work days.

i don't know what to do.

do i just need to get a new alarm clock - one that maybe sings disney tunes or rocks out to van halen?

because me hitting snooze 6 times in a row whether it is consciously or subconsciously just isn't working out.

any tips?

how easily do you get up in the morning? what or who is your alarm clock, does it work?

swap it up

my blogs' cherry has now officially been popped with its first ever guest blogger! my little blog was all nervous and awkward about having her cherry popped not knowing if she was going to be any good. but they she realized that her master was alexa and her cherry was popped a loooooooooooong time ago and she's had lots of practice so there is nothing to worry about.

so, may i present you with the 20 something bloggers great blog swap! the following post is from angela noelle who writes the blog tomorrow is another day.

also, be sure to go check out my post about my deathly fear of all things bird. ew. they are the rats of the sky i tell you. i know you want to read about how i was TRAPPED in my apartment yesterday! not cool bird, not cool.


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Hello, Cleveland's A Plum readers! I'm Angela--also known as Wickedly Scarlett around these here internet parts--from Tomorrow is Another Day, and I've had the pleasure of being paired with Alexa for the Twenty Something Bloggers Great Blog Swap. So, I'm posting here, and Alexa is posting there--it's just like Freaky Friday! Only hopefully without the washing machine malfunction. And the actual body swapping.

Anyway, I'm sitting here on this lovely Sunday evening, enjoying the sunshine that Seattle has finally decided to grace its residents with, watching season one of Mad Men, eating my fifth cupcake of the day and trying as hard as possible to not think about the fact that tomorrow is my first day of school in five years.

If you had told me just three months ago that I would even be contemplating going back to school in the near future, I would have laughed in your face. Rude, but true. In fact, my husband has been batting around the idea of grad school for the past couple of years, and every time he brings it up I have stated with all seriousness that I would never go back to icky old school. School means tests, papers, tons of fairly uninteresting reading, and worst of all group work. Shudder.

But something happened a little over two months ago. It was on the train from Naples to Rome when my turned to my husband and said hesitantly, "You know, I've been thinking of going back to school to become a teacher." When the world did not cease to spin on its axis, I didn't sprout a second head, and Colby didn't pass out in a dead faint or laugh uproariously, I realized that for the first time in the past two years, when I had brought up a possible career field that I might have a glimmer of interest in, I actually meant it.

As soon as we got home I started doing some research--leaning heavily on the blogosphere of course, because I am incapable of making decisions without the input of my readers--and found a school that fit all of my criteria--chiefly that I could get this school larnin' done as quickly as possible and preferably while wearing pajamas. A few weeks ago, I was notified of my acceptance into an elementary education masters with certification program, and that brings us back to today, as I sit on my couch, my stomach in knots while I stress out over the fact that my third and last textbook still hasn't arrived.

The beauty of this first day of school is that all of my classes are online, so tomorrow morning I can wake up, run some errands, pick up a friend at the airport, visit the Space Needle, go out to dinner and then just come home and log in to my class site before midnight. I can tell you right now, that schedule trumps every single semester of my undergraduate degree when I would sweat and slave over every course time slot to ensure optimum sleeping in arrangements. So, as you're reading this on Monday, I'm probably scanning the syllabus, paging through a textbook, trying not to cry when I see the phrase "compare and contrast", or you know, eating some clam chowder. So wish me luck, and please, don't feel the need to share your best elementary teacher torture stories, I'm still residing firmly in the land of denial in that regard!

and to think the weekend isn't over yet

friday morning i had the pleasure of having a couple of my favorite bloggers make a pit stop in cleveland to see little 'ol me on their way to chicago to see a heck of a lot more bloggers.

maxie and deutlich landed in cleveland around 9am and we headed to my favorite breakfast place in cleveland the west side market cafe.

in all of my excitement of showing them around i didn't notice a piece of wood laying on the sidewalk.

i bit it, HARD.

the sidewalk kicked my ass. the fall tore my brand new shoe and killed my knee, it swelled instantly. and not only did i fall and hurt myself but i fell with my blackberry in my left hand scratching it up badly. it works but my new baby looks like it got in a fight.

deutlich got a great photo on me lying on the sidewalk. i'll steal it from her if she posts it and show you wall what an idiot i looked like. talk about a great first impression!

the girls and i then went to the rock and roll hall of fame for some musical education. i think the girls were very excited about the museum and had a great time buying souvenirs and posing with the very large guitars...

strike a pose ladies

all i can say that these two bloggers are not only awesome as hell they are genuine people. and to me that's tops. actually, as i type this they are about an hour away from cleveland on their way back home and are going to take a break in cleveland again. hip hop hooray!

now onto the rest of the weekend. friday night muffin and some friends and i headed to bar cento for dinner and drinks. as usual this place was excellent. with this whole vegan diet i'm on i couldn't really order much off the menu so i asked out server dana what i could get.

let's just say i got hooked up! chef sawyer sent me over a plate of wonderful vegetables - broccoli, asparagus, peas and roasted fennel bulbs, um yum. he even came over to say hello which is always appreciated. i'll say it again, if you haven't gone to bar cento yet - GO! what are you waiting for?

after our meal we headed next door to bier market for more drinks and shots. there was a really good crowd there, i have decided i need to go there more often, for real.

ladies, all the ladies - minus me ; )

after bier market we wanted to go dancing. next stop ultra.

we were all ready to bust a move but the dj wasn't exactly helping in that department. misterbradleyp was at the tables and normally i love the dude but he was seriously out of his element. when i go to ultra i want top 40 hip hop and he was playing songs that he would play at bside. oh well, it is what it is and instead of dancing we just drank more.

saturday i felt like ass. mostly because i drank like i normally do but forgot about the fact that i have been eating rabbit food for a week. oops.

feeling like ass aside i rallied for mishler's bridal shower and bachlorette party in akron. all 30 of us showered her with nice gifts and then showered her with penis' and alcohol. classy.

the dirrrrrrrrty stuff didn't happen till after the moms left of course!

the party was so great and no one deserves happiness and fun more than my mishler! this girl has a great group of friends who helped her celebrate. there were tons of drunk mishler stories shared and there may or may not have been some turds involved ; )

the bridesmaids put a great spread together in the presidential sweet at the radisson hotel downtown but hands down the highlight of the spread was this cake. again, we are a classy group.

strategic icing placement...

i had to duck out of the bachlorette party earlier than i would have liked but i needed to head back to cleveland and over to wonger's for a scene going away party. all i can say to that is boo. moving on.

the party at wonger's then moved to the best monthly in cleveland "i got 5 on it" (old school hip hop night), at touch. mick boogie wasn't in town but terry urban rocked it out HARD. he was on fire, the best i've seen him in the last few months. sucks it only happens once a month... but then again i don't really need to be dancing every saturday night till 3am.

so i *think* that's it, well not really because i'm waiting for maxie and duetlich to get here. good lord, i wonder if they are going to "make me" go out again.

twist my arm, thank god it's summer.

UPDATE :: so since i am sitting on my deck with deutlich and maxie, RIGHT NOW and have access to deutlich's pictures i have stolen the awesome photo of myself losing my battle to the sidewalk. crap spilled everywhere, yup that's me.

at least we are drinking a fabulous bottle of wine that they brought me from their road trip. talk about amazing girls they knew how to get to my heart - wine! i seriously love these girls.

just one of the guys

ya know, me and lebron james are like totally like BFF's. he smacks me on the bum and we dance together at game after parties.

See, look at the picture, i'm even part of his posse at the king for kids bike-a-thon.

lebron was like, "yo! lex, get your white ass over here for a group shot!"

then i was like, "calm the f@ck down lebron, i be there when i get there"

they i got in a fight with duck for taking over my shot and had to beat down the dude in the orange for giving me the wonk eye.

p-sha.

and then i woke up.

thanks court for sending this to me, you totally made my day.

i fully snorted at this when i opened my email which is well, awesome.

wipeout

i officially have two new favorite shows for the summer.

wipeout and i survived a japanese game show

(seriously stop judging me i can feel through my laptop)

last night these two shows premiered on abc.

i had been anxious for these show for start for quite a few weeks now their teasers alone had me laughing out loud.

here's one for wipeout for example...



i mean how can you NOT laugh at people falling down?!? the snarky commentators come through in the clutch just making me howl

yes i was howling laughing last night.

all by myself sitting on my comfy red chair eating simply booty, vegan style baby. if you live in my building you could probably hear my laugh from the elevator.

in my opinion (right now), wipeout is way funnier than i survived a japanese gameshow but we'll see if that continues.

am i evil for finding chubby girls and girly boys fall on their ass into puddles of mud hilarious?!?

i hope not.

because i want to be on the show. is there a casting call for one witty not so athletic cleveland blogger?

cause i'm your girl.

let's watch another clip just cause this is my little piece of internet real estate and i can do that.



"good lord, good lord" says tamera.

i can't stop smiling.

did anyone else watch this or am i the only dork that found it this funny?

half foods

going to whole foods, or any grocery store for that matter, makes me feel normal. it calms me down actually.

i always hear stories about how people dread going to the grocery story. but for me there is nothing better than walking into the store with my shopping list and one by one crossing things off my list. knocking on watermelons, smelling cheese and all.

so today i headed to whole foods with a very special grocery list.

i have decided to partake in a little experiment/test for myself.

can u finger it out from some of my grocery list? (yes, i know i used finger instead of figure - go with it, it's like fetch)

tofu
silk soy milk
broccoli
snow peas
bing cherries ($10 worth, oy vey)
soy butter
granola
plums (you know i HAD to go there)
asparagus
miso horny soup cups
puffin cereal
cucumber
edamame
hummus

probably isn't that hard to guess.

for the next 30 days, starting first thing tuesday morning, i am going to be a VEGAN!

i know, i'm nuts.

i have a lot of friends that are vegetarian and have been practicing for awhile. but the thought of trying to not eat meat never interested me, EVER. because well, i really love meat.

that's what she said

i mean i'm greek, lamb is practically served at every meal.

i'll continue.

i see how healthy my vegetarian friends are and all the fresh and organic food they eat so i though to myself i should try it out for 30 days just to see if i can do it. plus the wonderful ashley even provided me with a list of reasons why i should try it! i'm thinking of it kind of like a fast, even though it isn't easter.

i then realized that by being a vegetarian for 30 days i could still technically sit on my couch and eat a fillet o'fish sandwich while slurping down a shamrock shake (mmmm if only it was march).

i needed a more difficult challenge so i decided that being vegan would really make me think of what i was putting in my big mouth.

no cheese?!?! what am i going to do without my favorite food?

but i'll probably drop 15 lbs before my trip to aruba end of july.

this is going to be fun!

i am giving myself one exception to this 30 days of vegan though. my birthday is july 2nd (i like presents) and i am allowing myself to have whatever i want for my birthday dinner. i'm even going to go a day longer to make up for my allowed slip up to make it a full 30 days.

i'm kinda like morgan spurlock but healthier.

hopefully my birthday dinner won't be too hard on my stomach (ew) after all this rabbit food i'll be eating.

so on july 25th my 30 days as a vegan will be over and i guess i'll just have to see what i crave first.

i could end up surprising myself.

wish me luck, i need all i can get!

so here's to fruits and vegetables - and thanking god that vodka is still vegan.

trashfest

i didn't even want to give roverfest a mention on my blog because it was so gross. but it was that disgusting that i have to elaborate.

when i got home from work on friday i knew it was going to be a rowdy one in the warehouse district from the mass amount of people wandering around already at 5pm.

there were two prominent type of people visiting my neighborhood. full-out trashballs walking around in wife beaters and jean shorts (jorts) - or there were 20-22 year old frat boys with lots product in their hair, uber tan with popped collars.

i didn't think the second type of douchebag was still around, yeah, i was wrong.

so i maintained my original plan of having a cookout at georgia peach's and nameless' apartment with my friends jewfro blue, alymcjew, slappe (minus the s) and tj. we had great dinner and drinks then decided around 10 to walked over to roverfest.

walking out of our apartment was MAYHEM. for real this place was crazy. we walked down lakeside and came to roverfest from the divebar side. there were girls wandering around in bikinis and a massive stage set up on w 6th where they were having a calendar girl search competition. i was on pins and needles to see which stripper was going to win. NOT.

the streets were so packed you couldn't move. people were grabbing at my purse (no one touches the chloe) and i'm like can we get the hell out of here?!? everyone agreed.

i managed to snap a couple pictures in my short visit to roverfest to try to convey what this fest was really like. i will say though that if i had a seat and steady vodka coming my way it would have been the best people watching ever - but the picture on the right pretty much sums up the attendees of roverfest...

matchy matchy is all the rage i guess - so are patent leather lime green boots..

considering we still wanted to go out we headed to tremont to get safely out of the roverfest net. cocktails at tremont taphouse were perfect, lots of apple cider shots. it's always a good time there.

so saturday was THE BEST COUCH DAY EVER.

i haven't spent so much time fondling the remote control in ages. it was the perfect tv day. i needed it.

as for today i just got home from having a relaxing boat day with my friend amanda. her and her husband have a boat docked at the lakeside yacht club and i went and met her. we hung out at the pool and on the boat till the weather forced us in to the club for a late lunch. no complaints on my end, it was so nice of her to invite me!

although i better get another invite this summer when we can actually take the boat out ; )

and if i haven't done enough this weekend i've right now got to get ready for dinner with my mom and two of our good family friends at the flying fig in ohio city. i haven't been there in months i'm so excited!

hope everyone had a great weekend, tomorrow i'm going to be posting about a little experiment i am going to partake in for the next 30 days....

till tomorrow : )

it's summer!!!

bring on the sunshine and rays, this girl is a child of the summer. today is like my birthday, but not.

so to celebrate my summer birthday i bought these shoes from my favorite cleveland boutique banyan tree in tremont.

don't they just scream summer?!?! do my ankles look fat?

i feel like i've been a sucky blogger this week, not really posting anything fun just regurgitating what i do - and frankly i think that's pretty boring.

so until next week when i have sufficient time to be creative you all are just going to have to deal with my scatterbrained post.

last night, me, beaver, MOB, foxxy, patti-o, jilly and darby all had a little dinner party get together at the beav's. i made an awesome lime fish taco dish that i highly recommend everyone trying if you like that sort of thing. tasty.

patti-o also rocked out some beautiful and tasty fruit kabobs and creme "fresh". glorious.

beaver, fruit is quite the accessory for you!

in all reality it doesn't matter where we are or what we are eating or doing whenever my friends and i get together it is always the best time.

as for this weekend i have no major plans.

hold the phone! alert the presses! alexa has no plans this weekend!!! omg.

crap, i just got a text...

i guess im BBQing at georgia peach's. easy enough. i think we are going to wander over to w 6th for roverfest too.

looks like i'm going to be drinking again tonight.

twist my arm.

well i know that the folks over at scene magazine and free times will be drinking their worries away tonight. looks like cleveland is now going to be a one alternative weekly town.

it's kinda sad being that i worked at scene for as long as i did and for all the friends i still have there,but at least the scene name is going to be staying. i'm interested to see how everything is effected.

on that note, i hope everyone has a great weekend! xoxo

i don't think i'm at the crack stage yet

the above is my new blackberry curve that i picked up just a few hours ago.

I'M SO CONFUSED.

people are asking me for my pin?

blackberry messaging?

what's an SMS message?

how does the blackberry messenger know that i'm typing?!? creepy.

what's up with the messages no matter what type they are all being in the same location?

how can i change my buttons on my home page?

why won't it stop vibrating?!?!?

i don't need to see spam email messaging on my phone.

maybe i shouldn't have added my personal email address.

it this phone going to turn into one big distraction?

can i blog from my blackberry?

where is jenn when i need her?

am i going to figure this phone (mini computer) out before i throw it out the window?

am i a loser if i wear it on my hip? (yeah right)

why is it still vibrating?!?!?! bzzzzzz. bzzzzzzz. bzzzzzzz.

i think i am going to just stop freaking out about the new toy/phone, go to bed and worry about it in the morning. ugh.

night kids ; )

LUXE luther

last night myself, nate, bird, wonger, captain joe, donkers, georgia peach and her nameless husband all went out to dinner at one of cleveland's newest hot spots - LUXE on detriot ave. (for real though, how do they not have a website? come on marlin kaplan get on it!)

anyways, i was very much looking forward to this meal and hanging out with my friends. after hearing nothing but good things it was an obvious choice for the group.

we walked into the bar area of LUXE and who do we see sitting at a table with his wife but my boy Z! that's zydrunas ilgauskas to all of you non insane cavs fans like myself.

this was going to be a good time!

until i saw, THE WAITER......

this dude has worked his way around tons of restaurants in cleveland like i work my way around an all you can eat buffet.

he has been my dopey server at aladdin's eatery in lakewood where many a lunch hour has been ruined due to his slow pace. he also was my server at crop bistro downtown when my february dinner club was given lukewarm service and attentiveness at best.

maybe my stunning good looks make him nervous, yes?

well i suddenly start to get nervous that the slowest waiter on earth was going to have an effect on my dining experience. my gut was right.

as i watched him walk past our table time and time again without taking our drink order i was starting to get antsy, i was thirsty.

once he finally got our drink order we were happy again because the cocktails were awesome! i had the bloom (LUXE's signature cocktail), made with fresh lavender and bluberry lemonade and citrus vodka. um, yum.

the guys even enjoyed the bloom although nameless stuck with draft PBR, classy.

i had read on a comment that blogging jason left on cleveland foodies blog to try the dark and stormy cocktail made with dark rum, ginger beer and lime. yeah, i tried it and it soooooo wasn't for me. icky. i promptly went back to my bloom concoction.

so THE WAITER was still being slow and awkward when we ordered our dinners...

i first though want to say that they menu was excellent with so many choices. from pizzas and small plates to salads and hearty sandwiches, and pasta with lots of great varieties are all offered at an affordable price point. (<-- that's for you captain joe)

myself and nate had decided to go with one of the specials a filet and crab dish. but when i went to order the awkward waiter said that they were out of filet but could serve the meal with flank steak instead.

i pondered my decision, but steak was already in my head.

flank steak and crab still sounded good so i ordered it anyways. the rest of the group sampled the gnocchi, the carbonara, a portobello pizza and some awesome meat stuffed meat (a large pork chop stuffed with applewood smoked bacon stuffing).

after more rounds of drinks and a looooooooooooooooooong wait to get our entrees they finally arrived.

when my plate was put in front of me sans crab. i asked the manager lady and she said the crab was on there. "it's in the sauce", she said.

um, no it wasn't.

i ignored it, 3 cocktails deep, because i was hungry. but half way through i was sad because my medium ordered steak was well done and there was no crab.

i tell the waiter and he's like "oh, sorry. i don't know why it (crab) wasn't there, let me check." he comes back from the kitchen and offers me some crab.

no thanks, it's too late now buddy.

so my filet and crab entree was served sans filet and sans crab. one would think that nate and i who both ordered it would have received some sort of comp or manager apology but we got nothing. i hope this isn't a trend for them.

hurrrumph.

so here's the thing, was i disappointed with my meal? yes.

but will i go back? yes.

i'm thinking there are just some kinks that need to be worked out and i just had bad luck with THE WAITER again. next time i will sit at the bar (my motherland) and stay as far away from THE WAITER as possible.

sometimes it doesn't matter how good the food is, if the service is sub par so is your experience.

thank god my friends were there to make it better : )

*image courtesy of i heart cleveland blog

and i wonder why im still tired

so i think i finally feel normal after going out three nights in a row, HARD. now some people will say three days? that's nothing. and it may have been nothing for me when i was 23 but 27? wow, that's a different story.

good news though - i can still rock out with the best of them. crisis averted.

so the weekend was great. thursday night was tons of fun, friday during the day was fabulous and friday night even though i tried to take it easy i may or may not have had a few too many.

we had the back room reserved at flannery's and the blueberri stoli's and bombs were a flowing.

i still went home before close though so that's a good sign.

i would have been asleep earlier though if i wasn't awoken by my new roommate and his friends.

so i'm laying in my bed and this dumb broad bursts into my room and is standing at the end of my bed and says, "what the f@ck is in this room? who the f@ck are you?".

what a lady!!!

my top burst. i said an explicit or two, told her to get out and she slammed my door closed. classy i know, but if she didn't poke the sleeping bear it wouldn't have happened now would it?

saturday i went to brunch with a couple of friends in town at juniper grill went home and got ready.

it was now poo poo's wedding time! it couldn't have been a more beautiful day in cleveland.

the ceremony was at st patrick's church in ohio city and the reception was at the union club downtown (BEAUTIFUL venue and church by the way).

of course i cried when they said their vows, you can just tell by looking at them how much they adore each other. i wish them nothing but happiness. oh and by the way i am getting them the restaurant gift certificate with lots of saran wrap - thank for everyones comments! : )

after the ceremony we had a few hours to waste, er, drink away.

the group headed to the map room where we ate hot pretzels, sat outside, drank 007's and discovered my new favorite shot. it is called something like a coffee taco mistiburr informed us all of it and i'm now obsessed with it. it is coffee patron and bailey's. sound gross right? well it ISN'T. go have your local bartender whip one up, you won't be sorry.

so we all head to the reception and the party began.

i wish i took more pictures. but i was too busy socializing - damn my butterfly tendencies.

i also have been given rules for the pictures i post from the wedding.

per poo poo's and her "husband's" request
-no pics of "her husband"
-no pics of poo poo's parents
-no pics of "her husband's" parents

i guess they think they are ballers huh? ; )

what stinks is that the majority of my pics include the aforementioned people! i have the BEST pic of poo poo's hubby with an open shirt. it's beyond hilarious.

oh well internets. the crazy side of the wedding will forever be kept a secret.

so onto the pictures i'm allowed to show everyone...

shel, tigger, mistiburr, holla and muffin -check out the band outfits-SHOUT! rocked!

muffin and the beautiful bride poo poo!

pete's in the phone booth - yeah baby!


there is whiskey in mistiburr's coffee cup

muffin and i really really like close-ups

so those are pretty much the only pics i can put up, damn rules....

dancing to enrique escape was the funnest ever. the whole UD crew still remembers our choreographed moves. here's how it goes....

also i have the BEST video of some of my guy friends doing the monkey roll and i have no uploaded it FOUR times to you tube and i keep getting an error. i give up, for now.

after partying till 4am in the ritz-carlton bar and thinking it was a good idea to try to play the piano with one eye closed it was time to go home.

i woke up sunday morning with a serious case of the booze blues, called my mom and she drove up from canton to hangout with me. mommy you are awesome!

we went and had brunch at the westside market cafe (best breakfast in cleveland) and then went to see the incredible hulk (i liked it!).

the highlight of the sunday though was me getting a new phone, a blackberry curve! YAY!

i also want to wish my dear friend MOB happy birthday!!! me love you long time xoxo.

[2008 wedding count - 2]

miss you

i often think about what my life would be like if my father didn't pass away suddenly of carbon monoxide poisoning when i was only 9 years old.

my emotions go from sadness to flat out anger that i grew up without a dad.

it ticks me off when people say that i'm stronger because of it - that is hardly the case.

i can't even type this stupid post without crying. pretty strong huh?

it's not fair that he was taken away from me when i was so young. i'm selfish in that respect. i want his larger than life personality around me, i want a dad.

i just know it would have been so much easier for me if he was around for me growing up. it was hard on my mom, all the sacrifices she made.

i think about him every.

single.

day.

especially today.

i miss you dad.

today is a good day

guess where i am? sitting on my couch, NOT at work.

((picture me doing the happy dance))

i love my job really really i do. i love it more than i have ever liked a job before. but this girl NEEDED a day off.

and what better reason to take a day off than poo poo's wedding!

i just got home from the westside. this girl got a little too intoxicated to drive last night. the westside is a blackout hole for me i swear.

actually, i think i'm still drunk! whhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??

ugh.

so last night myself, MOB, foxxy and mo when out to celebrate MOB's birthday. which is actually on monday but with all the wedding festivities we decided that last night would be the perfect evening to celebrate.

we had dinner at ty fun thai bistro in tremont.

wow, this place was amazing.

i have heard nothing but good things about this restaurant and it sure lived up to it's reputation.

i order pad thai - extra spicy. i wish i had left overs, but being the president of the clean plate club that doesn't happen often.


after ty fun we walked next door to flying monkey pub where we sat on the patio (which i never even knew existed btw). our friend drew and nicole came and met us and after rounds and rounds of cocktails it was time to head to westpark to meet up with tigger.

tigger is a good friend of ours from UD in town for the wedding. she lives in LA now and upon getting off the plane she was like seriously it is SO hot here. yes it is tigger, it's called humidity. haha

we headed to pj macintyres for more rounds and bombs then walked our butts to the public house or as i like to endearingly call it, the black out house.

at this point my keys were taken and place in the tip jar. yes, my volvo was given as a tip.

tigger, foxxy, MOB and i all drank and laughed way too much, hopped in a cab and had a sleepover at MOB's with monti the wonder dog.

now i'm going to lay down for an hour and then get ready and for poo poo's bridal luncheon at the rocky river wine bar and after that we are going to get manis and pedis at venitian nail spa.

today is heaven. pure heaven.

this is going to be a fun weekend, hope yours is too : )