My Favorite Subjet: Me!

Well my birthday had come and gone. I am officially 28 years of age. I think its crazy that I'm two years closer to 30 and I still feel like a little kid. Since its late and I'm too lazy to post any thoughts or reflections on getting older, I decided to make it more fun. Here are some random facts about me:

• I was born an hour before leap year. I was a breached baby and not sure why they waited till the last minute to have a cesarean.
• I was also born during a winter storm and no one came to visit my mother because of the snow. She sounds a bit bitter.
• My parents originally named me Tara, but because of some Thai superstition that it is bad luck to have the first letter be the same as the day you were born on (I was born on a Thursday), they eventually changed it.
  
• They did not change my name to Kimberly until I was three years old.
  
• My middle name is Jean and for the longest time, I thought my parents named me after Levi Jeans. I would tell people, "My name is KimberLEE Jean, like your pants."
• My Grandmother, to the horror of my Mother, used to let me drink coffee with milk. Its no wonder I'm only 5'1.
• My first memory is playing in the snow and crying my eyes out because I thought I was sinking to the bottom of the earth. The snow was really soft that day.
• I am the youngest child, but really consider myself an only child since eight years separate my brother and I.
• My parents told me I was NOT an accident.
  
• I have this thing about numbers and like things to be even and in a certain order. I hate when things are odd and I try to even it up.
• I rotate my underwear and socks. I feel bad if I wear the same pair over and over again. I feel like the other pairs aren't getting enough usage.
• I hate spiders or any bug that can jump.
• Even though I used to have frogs as pets, I hate them too.
• I used to have an imaginary friend named Cindy.
  
• My favorite color is a bluish purple, a color that reminds me of a deep ocean or a dusk sky.
• Even though I hate odd numbers, my favorite number is 3.
• I believe in reincarnation and past lives.
• I hate pickles. They taste and smell yucky.
• My favorite Disney movie is Fantasia and Sleeping Beauty.
• I believe in soul mates and love at first sight.
• I don't have a favorite flower.
• I still have no clue what I want to be when I grow up.
• I think my hair is too poofy and not the right shade of black.
• My favorite feature are my eyes.
• I'm addicted to massages.
• I love old lady style purses.
  
• I believe that 28 will be a great year for me.
  

"Ooooohhh Shit!" Vegas Recap!

I had a blasty blast in Vegas. The girls and I partied our asses off. We done did Vegas proud. That’s what I love about Vegas, you do shit there that you would never do anywhere else. Such as drinking until the wee hours of the morning, molesting innocent statues, getting on stage at a strip show, and bringing a boy back to your room. Can you guess which one I did? :)

Since the majority of the trip was R rated, and this is a PG-13 blog, I’ll give you lovely reader, some of the highlights:

• Went to see the hot Aussies from Thunder from Down Under. Man were they yummy. All of us were in heat, drooling over these men. One of the lucky ladies got on stage and had to perform an act to win a prize! And win she did; she had the entire audience screaming for her! It was silly.
  

• We almost had a celebrity sighting. We were at this club and the DJ stopped the music and yelled, “It’s time we played some Ja Rule!” The crowd went silent and everyone started booing. Out pops Ja Rule and he’s like, “Aww, Vegas, that’s fucked up. That’s fucked up Vegas!” I’m like, oh shit, that’s Ja Rule. Too funny.

That's Ja Rule!

• One of the ladies lost her wallet in the cab and I thought for sure the trip was going to take a downward spiral from there, but luckily the cab driver was nice and turned her wallet in. We proceeded to drink to celebrate the return of the wallet.

• Another Hot Mama, had a boy of a puppy dog follow her around all weekend. It was really cute. He was a smitten kitten. He probably would’ve followed her home if he could.

• Since there were technically three birthday girls, one of the b-day girls got tongue raped. Random dude at bar bought us bitches a round of shots. Random dude also asked a lady if it was her birthday. Silly girl nodded and he proceeded to attack her with his lips and tongue. The rest of the bitches cheered them on! The look on her face was priceless.

• Another bitch got freaky with a hot ass guy in the hotel room. He was yummy and three of us ho’s wanted to attack him. One whore even suggested sharing him. In the end only one girl got the man, and use and abused she did.
  

Vegas was exactly what I needed! It was a great way to celebrate my birthday and a great time had by all. I have to thank Kiah for setting this up. It was so good to see her and Stacy. I loved hanging out with the rest of the bitches as well. Looking forward to all the debacles next year!

It's Official

Its official. I am now 27 years of age. Hooray! To celebrate the day of my birth, I bought myself a nice bottle of wine and plan to sit on my couch with the bottle and Mr. Weasley. If Maryland destroys Duke then that will make my birthday complete. When I told my co-worker my plan, he sent me this. Enjoy.

Birthday Musings

As you all know I proclaim my birthday to be my favorite holiday and the most important day of the year (who needs Christmas?). I usually like to celebrate my birthday for the entire month and milk what I can with the free dinners (see dinner whore). And despite the fact that I have a countdown to my left, this year I’m not feeling my b-day. I’m rather blah about the whole thing.

Last year I was really excited for it. My friends and I decided to have a party at the Montgomery County Fairgrounds where Sean works. We decorated and had a really good time. But this year when it came to planning something, my heart wasn’t in it. I feel no hoopla surrounding this event and just find myself not very enthusiastic about my birthday.

I am officially entering my late 20’s. It’s kinda scary. I have been an adult for quite some time now, but I think this birthday is really hitting home to me that I haven’t been a pre-adult for a few years now. I already had my mid-quarter life crisis back in 2005 and I doubt I have fully recovered from it. I am more stable now than I was then (at least I like to think so).

As when you get older, I have more insight as to who I am as a person and continue to grow. Twenty-six was overall a good year. A lot of interesting developments happened for me and I learned a lot about myself through the whole process. I am slowly beginning to understand that it’s the journey and how we get there than the actual destination.

Maybe this is what happens when we get older. It is no longer about the party and how we celebrate the birthday, but just understanding that I have grown another year and seeing how I can make 27 the best year possible.

And I can’t say that I didn’t celebrate at all. Friday, Sean dragged Kiah and I to Cancun Cantina. Its not an establishment I would normally lounge at, but I had a really good time. It was definitely an experience. I will post the pics from that night in my “weekends in pictures post.”

And Saturday, Kiah and I had a nice dinner party with a few friends and a few rounds of Asshole. We planned everything very last minute, which for me was due to the fact that I’m so blah about it all. I thought the dinner party was a nice low-key way to celebrate and actually be able to enjoy everyone’s company for the evening. It was very grown up of us (ignore the rounds of Asshole). And sorry no pics from this one. Maybe when the actual day comes around, which is in 2 days, 8 hours, 49 minutes, 33 seconds and counting, I will be all about my b-day, and looking forward to my presents. BTW, Where are all the presents?

PS. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIAH!!!!!