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If you are just catching up with my blog, you might want to come back to this after you have read the previous blog.

We picked up Tammy and went to Bill Baileys.  When we got there the first thing that we noticed was how packed it was.  Any other time we have been there have been a maximum of fifteen plus us.  On this particular night, someone was having a full out birthday party in there. The very next thing we noticed, a flippin' child.  Finally, we noticed there was a buffet of food!  Wow, did we ever hit the jackpot!

Usually, when we go to B.B.'s we are the largest group in there, that's if there are four of us going out.  The posse is usually at least six of us wild and crazy gals.  I know this seems like no big deal to some of you because you think, "It's a bar...there should be lots of people" But oh no, this place is a diamond in the rough as you might recall from yesterday's blog.  We finally found a table after about 1 minute and made our way to the bar five feet away for drinks. 

After we settled in we noticed the man child.  He looked to be about 10 years old.  What I can't figure out is why you would take your 10 year old into a bar for a birthday party.  Did they not want to pay a babysitter?  Personally, I think it is a lack of judgement on the parents.  However, if you take into account the kind of people hanging out in the joint, it makes perfect sense.  All of the sudden I am wondering what kind of people my friends and I are. Oh wait, we are people on a boojay! To be honest, we don't even fit in there but like I stated before we can do whatever in there and have no fear of ever running into them.  Well except in there!

Let's focus on the birthday party now, shall we?  They had appetizers all lined up.  There was cheese, crackers, a cheese ball, nachos, bread n butter pickles....Oh was it ever a feast!  We must have helped ourselves to at least 4 plates full of their goodies.  Eventually they brought out a cake and we helped ourselves to that as well.  Don't judge us!  It would have been rude not to celebrate this gals 30th birthday with them.  Honestly, we helped them relocate a lot of things that night.

Finally the bartender yelled last call and we were all shocked and dismayed.  It couldn't be 2am all ready!  Oh wait, we are at B.B.s...it must be one o'clock!  Time to relocate ourselves....

We decided to go to the Minute Bar but when we got there they turned out their lights.  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  Is it more expensive to get a liquor establishment license if you stay open past 1 am??? Luckily for us City Bar was right next door and still open.  Having never been in there before we were shocked to realize that we were pretty much the oldest people in the place.  At some point I had to use the restroom and took the 3 mile trek back to the bathroom.  On my way back there I hear them say something over the speakers and the next thing I know some big ole bouncers are pushing their way past me.  I make my way up the ramp towards the dance floor and began to hear yelling and then I saw some guy with his shirt off, ready to throw down.  On the other side of the dance floor is another guy foaming at the mouth as if he was getting ready to attack.  Everyone is gawking and all I can think about is that I have to pee.  I am not like these young people waiting to see the action, I have four children and my bladder is shot!  I decide to push forward and go right through the middle of the scuffle.  The moral of this story? When there is a fight on the dance floor, there is no line in the ladies room! WOOT WOOT! By the time I got out of the bathroom, I saw the naked chested dude being thrown out the backdoor and the other guy being escorted out the front. 

When they did last call here, we walked outside and discovered it was snowing.  My first thought, "SON OF A PREACHER MAN!" and now I have to drive home in this crap.  The youngins also leaving were scooping snow off their cars and having snowball fights, prancing around like it was the first they had ever seen snow.  This my friends is a sign that my age is creeping up on me!

Sunday, I slept in till 11 o'clock.  Tanya had all ready made coffee (GOD LOVE HER) and Garrett got started on biscuits and gravy (GOD LOVE HIM!).  They were magically delicious....finally it was time for Tanya and her crew to head home.  I hate when they leave!  Sarah and I had a nice quiet afternoon though.  We played Don't Break The Ice and read some Dr Seuss.  By late afternoon the other girls got home and at last we began getting ready for the week ahead.

Sincerely,
The Queen Of Insanity