This weekend was filled with babies for me and C. We had 1, 2, and 4 year old birthday parties to attend.
The 2 and 4 year old were together, as they are brother and sister, and C is the godfather to the girl, G-Baby. Now
that was a fun birthday party. They had a moon bounce, face painter, and caricature artist for the kiddies, and tequila and a keg for the grownups!
But it's true what they say... "1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila, floor!". Except I had at least 4 tequila shots, and it was my ass that was closer to the floor...booty dancing commenced. With the baby daddy's cousin or sister or something, who is very gay, and has (had?) a crush on me. Who I was nervous of half the night because I thought she didn't like me anymore (she still does, or did, at least before I started grinding up on her....though if I recall correctly, she didn't seem to mind that either). I'm not sure if this was before, or after, I was puking my brains out on the side of their house.
Which is terrible because the food was absolutely a-maz-ing.
Ooops.
Whatever, who ever thought it was a good idea to bring out the bottle of tequila anyway?!
Sunday was the 1 yr old birthday party.
OMG.
First of all, it was held at a fire house/community center. It was fully catered. They had this woman who came in and was singing ryhmes, throwing scarves around, and letting the kids bang on drums and other instruments and scream "happy birrrrrrffffffdaaaaaay" into the mic. Hot mess.
Then there was the 30-min long video montage of the baby's first year of life. I kid you not. Pictures from each and every month. Now, I'm all for a few cute baby pics, and a video..well spendid. I'll even admit to getting a little teary eyed during the birth and 1st month. But it was too long. I mean, there's only so much a one year old can do...sit, roll over, smile, cry...and that's about it. Way too long.
That was pretty much it. Though the guys in our group were hilarious. They were kinda standing in a circle, looking around like "oh God,...that's gonna be us soon, this is our future....OMG..." C even mentioned that it was the "Face of Death" and right then they all turned to one of their buddies, who was once a drinking machine and now a father to another one year old, to see him tickling and gigling his baby girl.
Hmmm...typed out it doesn't seem as funny as it was. Eh, guess you had to be there.
Sunday was also me and C's year and a half of dating. So we went out for a date night on Friday. We went to NYC to see Cirque du Soleil's OVO. What an
awesome show! All the people in the show were dressed up like insects, the music was fantastic, and the stunts...ooooooh the stunts! I think the trampoline part was my favorite. I love Cirque. Here's the trailer:
