whiski_sour: (happy new year bitches)
I'm quite happily buzzed right now. Tradition dictates that if you open a bottle of champagne on New Year's Eve, you must finish it or risk bad luck. Carrie wasn't feeling up to drinking her share and I didn't want to have bad luck, sooo...I drank most of the bottle.

I also survived my first close encounter with death shortly after ringing in the new year. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but champagne hiccups hurt, dammit!

Since I'm on the intoxicated side, I'll just say that I hope everyone has a marvelous 2013. I hope it's happy, healthy, and a lot of fun for everyone. We all deserve it.

Here's to a bright and shiny 2013!
whiski_sour: (Better with Teddy)
Now that I have this job thing and some money, I've decided to have some fun. After wasting Memorial Day weekend doing resposible shit, I've decided that I'm taking a road trip to Kansas City at the end of the month to see the Cubs play the Royals.

At this point it's a solo trip as I have yet to find someone to go with (and probably won't), but I need this little weekend away, alone or not.

I need to get out of this cornfield. I need to recharge some batteries.

I need to have some fun.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
Went to my job interview today. It went pretty okay. I should hear back from them by Wednesday at the latest.

It ended up being two interviews as I interviewed with the boss in town and then went to Bloomington to interview with the bigger boss and HR guy. All very nice, though, I think if I don't get the job, it's because I'm a Bears fan. Okay, not really. But it's not often that sports have come up in my interviews.

On the way home I rocked out to Y103's Back in the Day Cafe, which was mostly music I listened to in junior high and high school.

I'd have been offended, but I was too busy singing "No Diggity" at the top of my lungs.
whiski_sour: (yay!)
Since the weather prevented me from going up to my mom's house yesterday for Hammie's birthday, I went up today for mine. I also took up the Christmas presents from Dad's side of the family in addition to Hammie's birthday present, so it was a present extravaganza!

Actually, it was more like a Barbie convention. They got a lot of Barbies.

They also got a charades game that was an absolute riot to play. Every charade that Hobbit did involved some vague gesture with her arm. She also interpreted Mom miming driving a car as milking a cow. It was fantastic. Hammie was a bit stilted at first, but once she got the hang of being more animated, she got really good at it.

Hammie got a guitar for her birthday, so there was plenty of music. Howlin' Mad Smurf was very excited about me getting my cake and my present (I got money).

I guess for Mom took the girls shopping to pick out presents for Hammie's birthday and when Mom asked Smurf what she wanted to give Hammie, she said a punch in the stomach. Apparently, she really did give her a punch in the stomach, too. When Smurf said she wanted to give me my birthday present, I asked her if it was a punch in the stomach because I didn't want that. She acted all offended. I don't know why.

After the birthday celebration, I came home to join Carrie for a haircut. We're both loooong overdue (as usual). We ended up going to a new lady, Tammy, and she did a fantastic job. I'll have to post pictures after I decided what I'm going to do with this new style. I prefer my hair a little more punk rock then the way she ended up styling it, but it's still nice. And short. And my bangs are finally out of my eyes.

I could never have Justin Beiber hair.

Carrie ended up ordering pizza for dinner so I didn't have to cook.

All in all, it's been a fantastic birthday. I have a feeling that being 30 Bonus Year is going to be excellent.
whiski_sour: (happy new year bitches)
Rang in the new year at home with Carrie. I made chicken and spinach pizza for dinner. Later, we snacked on chips and queso, and I had pickle wraps (Carrie had black olives and mozerella, but she forgot them in the fridge). Food is an important part of all of my celebrations.

Carrie bought us silly string and these popper that had confetti and streamers. She also got us champagne classes with light up stems. They were really cool to drink champagne out of at midnight in the driveway.

After we drank our bubbly, popped our poppers, sprayed each other with silly string, and cleaned up most of the mess (it was windy, so we just let the streamers and confetti blow into the neighbors' yard), we played cards and ate cheesecake until the too early hours. It was a good time.

We decided to go into 2011 as positive and optimistic as possible in order to properly set the tone for the new year.

I'm ready to take on 2011 and I'm ready to own it.
whiski_sour: (happy new year bitches)
2010 wasn't all that I hoped it was going to be, but it wasn't too bad.

I had some fun, succeeded a little, failed a lot, endured a little heartbreak, scrounged, flailed, laughed, loved, and learned. Good and bad, I'm ready to put 2010 in the books and move on to the next.

Bring on 2011.

Enjoy your celebrating tonight, babies. Stay safe and have fun.
whiski_sour: (fucked your shit up)
After going to the Cubs game and staying up way too late, it took me until today to figure out what day it was.

Just in time for Apple and Pork weekend.

Which I will be too broke to enjoy.

Because of the Cubs game.

I feel this week very closely resembles a carousel.
whiski_sour: (Fishy people)
Went to my dad's family reunion this afternoon. Good times.

Papa got drunk on pirate's piss and kept making drunken announcements until he finally called out the Neeley family for separating themselves from the rest of us every year. So that was fun. It would have been better if he did it while sober. I'm just saying.

Carrie got her first real taste of my dad's side of the family. Something like a 115 people showed up today. She kept asking who was who. Papa is the youngest of 10. There's nearly 30 years between him and the oldest. Some of his nieces and nephews are older than he is. And those 10 kids had a lot of kids of their own. It gets quite complicated.

They're a loud and rowdy bunch, so I'm rockin' one hell of a headache right now. But the food was really good, as it always is, and it was nice seeing some of my favorite relatives. The weather was perfect, too.

But, the family reunion always means that Fall is coming and frankly, I'm just not ready for it yet.
whiski_sour: (yay!)
Went to Dad's retirement open house this afternoon. Actually, it was for him and Barney, who also retired. Either way, it was a do that neither of the guys really wanted, but the Chief insisted.

When I got up this morning I asked Dad if he was ready for his big day and he flipped me off. He did not appreciate the manic giddiness in my laugh, as it was a clear sign of me enjoying his suffering.

I rode with him to the police station and he ended up parking on the street right next to a big snowpile, so I had to climb over to the driver's side to get out. Yeah, he definitely didn't appreciate me taking pleasure in his suffering.

Really, it wasn't too bad of an event. Three car loads of family showed up, some of Barney's family, several of the other officers (including Smitty, who retired about five years ago), and some people from the city. I was suprised that no one Dad had ever arrested showed up. Of course, they might be in jail again.

He survived the party (the way he was talking and carrying on, you'd think he liked it *rolls eyes*). There was only a small formal part of the event when Dad and Barney were presented with busts engraved with their names and years of service. They also got ID cards certifying them as retired law enforcement and the other officers and members of the union got them shadow boxes with pictures and their badges. They're really nice.

I think it's finally sinking in that Dad's retired. Today was the final nail in the coffin. No matter how much he goes on about how happy he is to be done, I know there's a little part of him that's missing it. There's no way he doesn't. Not after 25 years. He can't help it.

After the party, Carrie bought Dad dinner (at Mickey D's 'cause we're fancy like that) and then she and I went to see Sherlock Holmes. Well, after the 85 trailers, we saw the movie. Seriously. I'm a woman who likes her previews. They're almost always of movies I'll never see and that pleases me. But, anything over four is excessive.

Also, I feel that showing a preview for Iron Man 2 before Sherlock Holmes is a little much. I'm just saying.

Anyway, Carrie and I both liked the movie. I'm not going to go into any kind of detailed analysis of what I liked and didn't like because I'm probably one of the last people in the States to see this movie. However, I will say the use of "Rocky Road to Dublin" pleased me muchly.

We went to Dairy Queen afterwards and got Blizzards. Unskilled people made them because all of the stuff was junked up on top. After I dropped ice cream on my pants not once, but twice, I determined that it was defective and possibly sabotaged.

Now, I'm exhausted. I'm not used to so much activity in one day.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
Haley's daughter Emma turned 3 today so I went to her birthday party. Emma loves horses at the moment, so just about every present had something to do with horses. And pink. There was a lot of pink. I don't remember being that in love with pink when I was a kid.

Even the cake fit the pink and horse theme. Haley's mother-in-law Bev makes fantastic cakes. For Emma's birthday she made a strawberry and white cake (because Emma wanted a pink cake) and decorated the cake with a frosting horse. It was really pretty. And it tasted good, too. I've never had strawberry cake before. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. The strawberry wasn't overpowering.

The best part was when Grandma Carla gave all the grandkids crocheted slippers and they discovered that you could slide across the tile AND carpet in them. They could have called that show Busted Butts Without Ice. It was great.

All in all, it was a good time.

You know what the best part of a kiddie birthday party is? Besides the cake, I mean. Getting to play with all of the kids and then leave without having to take any of them home with me.
whiski_sour: (goddess)
I think I'm ready for the girls night potluck tonight. I made cheesecake brownies for it (and for the family reunion tomorrow). All I have to do is get them ready for transport.

It promises to be a good time. The guest list is fab: me, Haley, Mimzie, Diana, Natalie, Andi (after she gets off of work), and possibly Lori. Carrie's opting out because she's not feeling up to it.

I'm ready to party!

FYI: [livejournal.com profile] one_more_cherry and [livejournal.com profile] gypsyjr, I'm not going to be on AIM tonight. Between girls night tonight and getting up for the family reunion tomorrow, it's not looking possible. I'll catch you ladies next week. :D
whiski_sour: (Cocktail?)
Plans are falling into place for the 4th.

There will be fireworks and poker, shake-ups and booze, and the usual suspects, but I'm not sure about the quantities of any of those things at this point.

Still, it promises to be entertaining.

And it's the second Saturday in a row that I've had plans.

I feel downright social right now.
whiski_sour: (girly)
Had a blast last night at Haley's house. Small group, just me, Haley, Carrie, and Diana.

Haley made cherry pineapple dump cake, brownies, and Jello shots. She also bought a bottle of blackberry wine. Diana brought two bottles of Boone's Farm. Carrie and I brought the last of the Mike's that was left over from the birthday poker party.

Diana ended up renting a couple of movies. Confessions of a Shoppaholic and He's Not That Into You. The first one wasn't too bad. It was kinda cute. I admit, I LOL'd a few times.

The second one didn't really hold our attention as much as the first, so when it was coming up on the half way point and we actually started paying attention, it was a big game of WTF? Also, I don't think like the girls in that movie so my WTFery was compounded.

Despite the aundance of booze and treats (the brownies were so awesome), I figured it would be an early night.

Yeah, Carrie and I didn't home until three in the morning. There was quite a bit of chatting, joking, and laughing after that second movie was done.

It was a great time and I hope we can do it again. We're all hitting that age where a night in is better than a night out.

Also, I survived two chick flicks in one night. I am hardcore.
whiski_sour: (this just in)
I actually have plans for tonight other than sitting in my room, fighting the cats for my bed, and watching Britcoms (to be fair, I love doing that, though...except for the fighting with my cats part).

Haley's having a low key girl's night at her house. Girls only! It's BYOB, but she's making Jello shots. Which I will not be partaking in. Nothing to do with the alcohol content, everything to do with my hatred of Jello. Makes me gag just thinking about it.

Should be a good time, though at present the guest list doesn't suggest that it will be a late night, which I'm cool with.

Carrie's going to, but after Harper's Islands. Apparently, it's the last episode and she has to see how it ends.

I'm making her drop me off before the show because I care less about how the show ends and more about getting my drink on.

It'll only be a little drink, but it'll be mine and I will love it.
whiski_sour: (up to no good)
The poker party last night was a hit, even if the guest list was down by two. Haley's husband Matt and her sister Andrea couldn't make it, so it ended up being just me, her, and our two birthday celebrators, Damon and Carrie.

I actually took notes last night during the poker party to help me remember the funny bits (the last time, I failed to remember much). Now, looking back over the list (over a page), I'm not sure how much of this I want to admit happened.

I'll just hit some of the high points. Disclaimer: While there was drinking, no one was drunk, and all events took place outside, some even in the daylight. )
whiski_sour: (yay!)
We're having a small shindig tonight to celebrate Carrie and Damon's birthdays. Haley, Matt, and maybe Andi are coming over and we're going to fill up on junk food and play poker.

I'm not sure if we're going to be playing for money yet or not. I'm in no position to lose my ass.

If we can find a good 80's station, the night will be rockin'.

I'm ready to party.
whiski_sour: (Ooh! Shiny!)
Walker's birthday )
Girls Night Out...at Target )


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