Happy Birthday To Me!

Yep it's happened again. My birthday, it came and went. Like I've said in other posts I'm not a big birthday person. In fact it's never been made a "big deal", and that is fine by me. Saturday night friends and I went to an art event, volunteered our services, and helped raise $$ for the homeless. Turned out to be a great success. I'm not sure how much was raised yet, but will announce it in the days to come. After the art event, we planned to hit the bar. I had to go home and change my shoes, (my feet still hate me) Get home go to park, and the lady that parks next to me is to far into my spot, so I had to go around and park on the street. Pissed off by her I decide I'm going to leave her a note, sick of her doing this to me. Change shoes, come down go to leave the note and her car is gone! Walking back I slide on ice, just like in the movies my feet go straight up in the air and I hit pavement flat on my ass! I start laughing because at this point I have two friends who obviously just saw what happened, and I'm embarrassed. They rush to help me, we are all laughing. I decide I'm fine, we walk to the bar, where I figure the best way to get thought the pain is to drink it off. And I did! I've never consumed so much alcohol. This is the first year I've rang in my birthday at a bar. I had fun. Thanks girls for my night out. Sunday I paid for it, but not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I am however still in major pain. My ass, thigh, left ribs, and left arm kill. Advil is now my best friend for a few days.

Hopefully 26 will be good to me.