Happy Birthday to Me

A very Happy Birthday to Me, to Me. A very Happy Birthday to Me, to Me. Now blow the candle out my dear and make your wish come true. A very Happy Birthday to Meeeeeeeee.

I didn't blow any candles out, but I had a fun birthday. Yesterday I did my partying. I went to my Mom's cousin's wedding taking the 4 pieces left from my birthday cookie I took to work on Friday. I received birthday cards from my sisters and Mom. Mom gave me $5. The bride was beautiful. She had on a long white skirt, white shirt, and white suit jacket. Her matron of honor, her sister, wore a lavender outfit she got on her trip to India. Both carried dark purple and white flowers. The groom wore a dark suit. She didn't have programs printed so I don't know who everybody was. I had to ask my Mom who walked the bride down the aisle because her ailing parents were escorted by ushers to the front. Mom thought the matron of honor's husband held the honor. After the ceremony, I hugged the bride and she called me by my sister's name. Then she knew I wasn't my sister, but couldn't recall my name immdiately. I told her my name. Then I shook the groom's hand and said congratulations.

The reception had lemon cake and an orange citrus punch with ice cream in it. The couple opened their presents. Some well wishers did not bother to wrap their presents and left the gifts wrapped in tissue paper inside the shopping bags with the store name on them. I thought that was tacky. We did not throw rice or blow bubbles, but just left. The couples' car had that new window paint stuff that washes off and soda pop cans tied to the rear bumper. My family took off for my sister's house. We visited with Mom before my sister's took me out to dinner. They hummed the birthday song (Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear Jordan. Happy Birthday to you) so to not attract much attention and embarrass me. I had the fried chicken.

Next I went home to change for barhopping with my friend from work. A car rental person next door Teresa and her friend Mindy. The first bar was bare when we arrived at 10, but got full by midnight. They bought me a cherry vodka drink in a test tube. My Mom's $5 got me in the door and the other $3 in my purse helped buy one of the 4 drinks I had. The bartender winked at me after making my 4th drink. A guy came up and starting dancing with me. After the song was over, he smiled and said Thank You. I smiled. Then Mindy got bad vibes from one of her dance partners and wanted to leave. I didn't get the man's name, but I was happy danced with a real live human man under age 50. It's been a long time since I did that.

Next bar was full of people. We didn't have to pay to get in. Good thing my stomach was upset from my 4 drinks earlier because I would not have time to drink anything from a guy dancing with me until the bar closed. He first went to Teresa and she pointed at me. He did not leave my side except once to smoke a cigarette. He was cute. He is the type that would freak my Mom out and yes I do know the only vote on a man that counts is mine. He had the sides of his hair shaved off, an eyebrow hoop ring, and chin hair wearing a shirt with fire flames printed on it. I think he was one of the disc jockeys since he went behind the turntables. He tried to get them to play my favorite song (Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard), but they only have more current songs. Then the bar closed at 2 (there is a law that states alcohhol can only be served unitl 2 A.M.). I didn't get a number, but I did get his name. David. He told me to come over next Saturday night after I get off work. I don't think anything serious will happen between us. I can't handle living with a person who smokes because of my asthma and allergies. Oh well, I danced with men.

Now I sit at my computer alone. I dream about my future cat I want so badly. A car rental person next door annouced her cat was preganant and offered me to look at them after they are born. I know a kitten must be 3 months old before leaving its mother. I have plenty of time to save up my money. I read in a book that the best for a kitten in a new home is to get 2 kittens from the same mother so they have a companion when you are out of the house. I have to consider that. Happy Birthday to Me. Post later. Bye!