Posts Tagged ‘birthday’

Birthday Shot

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

I’m a big believer in celebrating the whole week of birthday week. Last year near my birthday, I was ‘hanging out’ with Nick. He was rad- we did lots of fancy dinners, had lots of interesting conversations- I was enamored by him, his travels, his good looks, his skills- I loved it all.

During my birthday week, myself, Nick, Marga and Nick’s friend headed to a little dive. We were having a grand time- Nick bought us all a shot of Patron. How very nice. Birthdays should never pass by without Patron. 

So as we’re about to take the shot, Marga says, “This is to…” and before she could finish, Nick jumped in and said, “…the single life.”  and he went on to take the shot without noticing the fact that…

The rest of us all paused. Marga and I just looked at each other and then at Nick and Marga said, “No…this is to her fucking birthday, ass.”

Shot to the heart and he was to blame. Guys like him give love a bad name.

Birthday Blues

Wednesday, October 15th, 2008

A few years ago, I had a mad crush on this guy. It was nearing his birthday and i thought what better way to make him notice me (err, my infatuation with him) than to make him a birthday cake. My mom bakes cakes to make a little extra dough…wedding cakes, bday cakes, shower cakes…you get the point. I asked my mom if she would help me make a delicious cake for my guy friend. Mom, of course, said yes. 

Thankfully his bday fell a day or so after I was going to return to LSU from “spring break,” so I went home, mom and I baked, and I brought the cake back up to Baton Rouge. It was chocolate with white icing. So gooood.

I call my guy friend and ask him to come over, surprise him with his favorite kind of cake and he took it-without even offering me a piece! He just left with the whole freaking cake. Not that I was expecting anything like the scene out of Sixteen Candles or anything but geez…I had my heart set on a slice of my mom’s delicious chocolate cake recipé.

I wonder if he even remembers that I made him that cake. Probably not. Jerk.

Birthday Blow Out

Wednesday, October 1st, 2008

I went with Omar to Churchill’s for his friend’s birthday. Why a 20-something girl would want to go to a bar where old, fat, balding men sit and smoke cigars, I will never understand. Regardless, we were at Churchill’s. I apparently got on Om’s nerves way too much. His friend John was talking about John Mayer’s music…which Omar is not a fan of, but I know enough about to carry on a conversation. So I did. And that annoyed silly little Omar. I guess.

There’s a huge aquarium in the dive and after we finished talking to John, Omar and I were looking at the fishies. Then, out of no where, Dr. Jeckyl turned into Mr. Hyde. And he insulted me in the dumbest way possible. He said something like…Baby, you kind of remind me of that fish. He was pointing at this Blowfish. At first I thought he was saying I was chubby, but decided to ask why any way.

I was wrong. He said I reminded him of the blowfish because I walk around frowning all the time. 

My response was not sugar-coated at all. I simply replied with…maybe i’m frowning because you’re such an asshole to me all of the time.

Yeah…that little comment didn’t go over well…at all. But I’m not a good liar. C’est la vie!