Posted By Kristabella on September 14, 2010
I’m currently writing this on the 13th, but in a few short hours I will officially be 33 years old. How did I get that old? How am I getting that close to 40??? And yet I still act like I’m 12.
My birthday is my favorite day of the year. It is no secret that I like attention focused on myself, so nothing better than a whole day where people have to be nice to you and shower you with gifts and attention. Sadly I’ll be working for most of the day, but should be going to dinner and out for a few drinks with some friends. I say should because my friend and I spent most of the day in bed with food poisoning or something from whatever we ate on Sunday night. Just when I thought the Kristin Johnsons were gone, I was sadly mistaken and thankful to be home and close to a bathroom.
(I have no direction to this post, can you tell?)
So this month is crazy busy for me. I spent part of the past week/weekend in Pittsburgh for work. We had a meeting and then the company picnic on Saturday. It was a good trip. Usually my trips to the ‘burgh are for 36 hours and I never really get to hang out with my friends/co-workers there. But this trip I had Friday night free and was able to actually go out in Pittsburgh and hang out with people outside of a conference room.
My friend Tiffany owns a bar and so we went to her place on Friday night. It was a blast and so fun to hang out in a casual setting with her, even if she was working as the bartender. Also, it’s nice to have friends who own bars.
The picnic on Saturday was a lot of fun. The food was amazing and it was so nice to meet my co-worker’s families and kids. My flight left at 5 PM on Saturday and then I headed back to Chicago. At that point, it had already been a long day. But it was far from over. I had to head over to my aunt’s house, since she was throwing a party for my cousin who just graduated and got her PHD. The party included a pig roast and thankfully, I missed the pig cooking and being decapitated. But damn, that was a good sandwich!
The biggest reason I trekked to the party was this little one:
Is she not the cutest baby ever? She’s gotten so big! She’s three months old now and is a little chubby baby. I LOVE chubby babies! She’s such a good baby and laughs at her Auntie already. She must know, at such a young age, how ridiculous I am. I must give off some sort of crazy scent.
Yesterday was my official birthday celebration, watching football at our regular Sunday bar. And there was a new bartender this year and we totally hit it off. The interesting thing is that I thought I had hit it off with previous bartenders at this place, only to realize that they were just being nice to me for my tips. But this guy was different! He actually hung around after his shift ended to hang with me.
AND! He’s from Wisconsin so I told him I was heading to Madison this coming weekend for the ASU/Wisconsin game. So he spent like 20 minutes looking up the addresses of places I HAVE to go when I’m there for the game! How cute is that? Oh, and he gave me his digits. So all in all, the food poisoning was totally worth it.
And then, of course, the cab driver gave me his number. And since I was giddy over bartender guy, I wasn’t even offering mine up. IT IS A GIFT! I should so have a cab driver whisperer show.