My Little Bro is 21!

As you probably already know, today is Father's day, but what you don't know is that it is my brothers 21st birthday!  Happy Birthday Douglas!

And since I don't get to spend any time today with two of the most important boys men in my life, I figured I would give them a shout out on the blog and reminisce about my 21st birthday because honestly I wish I was getting to celebrate my 21st birthday again.

Happy Father's Day, Pops!  I am so incredibly thankful that you're a part of my life.  I could not be the woman I am today without you!






I cannot wait to celebrate your 21st birthday with you, Doug!  But for the time being, I will share with everyone a glimpse at the happenings of my 21st birthday!

Fortunately for me, my 21st birthday fell on a Friday which meant I could go out Thursday at midnight, and Friday night and have Saturday and Sunday to recover.  Thursday night, I went to a piano bar in downtown Indy.  There is no cover for college students so literally half of Butler is there, and it is one huge party.

My sorority sisters scavenged up the money to get me on stage for my birthday.  I thought they were just going to sing a simple song, and I could dance along and then get off stage.  But oh boy was I wrong.  Instead, I was forced given the opportunity to spin the birthday wheel.  Seriously, look at that wheel. There is very little a person would willingly do, but I spun the wheel anyways.





I was given the pleasure of playing the "Inflate the Condom Game".  The rules were that I had to blow up a condom and get it to explode on stage within 30 seconds.  If I did so, I could get a free shot.  Oh, and they were kind enough to give me a flavored condom - chocolate.  It is highly unlikely that it tasted anything at all like real chocolate.

My reaction to "Inflate The Condom Game"

Though I wasn't really sure I wanted to inflate a chocolate condom on stage, looking at the wheel I knew there were options that were much worse.  A girl later in the night got "Take Off Bra".  So I grabbed the condom and just blew into it like I was blowing up a balloon.  If I was going to embarrass my self on stage, I better win a free shot out of it!

Maybe not my classiest moment.

Fortunately after less than 10 seconds,  the condom popped!  The MC/pianist/man on stage didn't believe that I could have popped it that fast, but I showed him the hole.  He awarded me with a free shot.  Now, I thought this free shot was going to be something that I could choose, but I was wrong.  I was awarded a free shot of Jager.  Now if you are saying "Mmmmm", all the power to you, but Jager elicits a vomit response in me.  I expressed to the man on a stage that I did not think Jager was a good idea, but he told me that it was Jager or nothing.  So unwilling to pass up a free shot, I took the Jager on stage and luckily for those in the first row, I did not vom it back up.




We closed the bar that night and then proceeded to HotBox Pizza next door where I kindly asked the cashier if I could have a free order of Stix for my birthday because I didn't have any money. (My friends had advised to leave my money at home)  I even showed him my ID.  Most of my friends were eating pizza, but they weren't exactly sharing with me.  He turned me down, and I slowly sulked towards the front door to wait for the shuttle without my stix.  Thankfully, my friend Leslie came to the rescue and bought me Stix and cheese sauce.  It may be one of the best birthday gifts that a friend has ever given me!

Douglas, this post was supposed to be about you so I hope that your 21st birthday is as great as mine!

Throwback Thursday: Driving

I am very excited to be doing my first ever link up today.  One of my favorite blogs to follow, Life of Bon, is hosting a link-up for throwback Thursday every Thursday from now until the end of summer.  To learn more about it or here other people's driving stories you can go here.

For my driving story, I am going to write about my first day driving with my temps.  In Wisconsin, you can get your learners permit at 15 1/2 years old, but I didn't get mine until I was 15 years and 7 months old.  It may not sound like a big deal now, but trust me at the time it was a huge deal.

My mom went with me to get my temps, and I was a nervous wreck about failing the test, the written test where you have to identify what a stop sign looks like.  Which was absolutely not necessary because I don't think anybody fails, unless of course they slept through all their driver's ed classes.  Anyways, to my great relief, I passed!

Nobody should have ever let me drive.

As my mom and I were leaving the DMV, she got in the driver's seat and began to drive home.  I was completely okay with it because no way to I want to get behind the wheel!  Well on the way home, we stopped at a KMart, and as we were walking back to the car my mom realized I had yet to drive.  She told me it was my turn to drive, and when I begged her to let me just drive later that night when I didn't have to be on the busy roads, she laughed and sat in the passenger's seat.

And so we had a standoff and soon enough I realized that if I didn't drive the car, we were going to spend the night in the KMart parking lot.  So I put on a big panties and drove home.  I don't remember much of the drive except being afraid to go faster than 30mph which was unfortunate because most of the way home the speed limit was 55mph.  This is odd because a little more than two years later, I had 2 speeding tickets!  

Later that night, my dad had to go to my uncle's house and decided that I needed some more driving practice, especially at dusk. Side note: I hadn't even had my temps for 12 hours yet!  But anyways, I got in the driver's seat and headed to my uncle's house.  About halfway there, a deer decided that crossing the road in front of my car would be a great idea.  So I reacted how any new licensed driver would react.  I closed my eyes and let off the gas and screamed.  Clearly, bambi knew something was up because he ran off the road quick.  Dad probably had a heart attack but I cannot be sure because I was too busy screaming.  He did let me know that in the future it would be a really good idea if I opened my eyes and maybe hit the brakes when a deer ran out in front of me.  Oh, and he still made me drive the rest of the way to uncle's and home that night.

I would just like to give a shout out to my parents for making me drive when I didn't want to and allowing me to experience all sorts of things like Chicago traffic, long road trips, torrential downpour, blizzards, curvy roads, and high speeds all within my first six months of driving.  Clearly, they enjoy living on the edge because it is a miracle we all made it through those first months of me driving.  I would also like to apologize to my brothers for endangering your lives during those months.  Doug, I can still remember you sobbing in the back seat and yelling when mom made me drive home from Milwaukee in torrential rain, and we all got to experience what hydroplaning felt like.

This would have scared that deer away.

Sisterhood of the Traveling Lipstick

So a few weeks ago, Ashley over at Track Suit Friday made a post about wearing red lipstick in public and dared her followers to do so!  I was one of the lucky ones to be chosen to receive a free tube of lipstick to model and write about my experience.  See what I thought of it here.

For the post, I had to take some photos!  It was pretty early when I took the pictures, and I am not photogenic so there were a large number of bad photos.  And since I have no shame, I present to you:

Sisterhood of the Traveling Lipstick - The Unseen Photos.

Pig nose?

bad lighting? bad photographer? bad model?

My Friend Got Hitched!

This past weekend, my friend and former roommate got married!  I had been looking forward to her wedding for months. I knew it was going to be a huge reunion with my friends and sorority sisters and it definitely was a reunion and tons of fun.  The bad news - I have very few pictures to document the fun that I had this weekend!

On Friday night, I met up with my three college besties.  We ate wings and chatted the night and early morning away.  It is amazing how good it feels to be reunited with some of the people who know you best.

I cannot imagine college without these girls!

The wedding on Saturday was absolutely beautiful.  I cried (which really isn't a surprise because I cry at most weddings).  After the ceremony, we headed to the reception where hot pretzels with cheese were served during the happy hour; I was in food love!  Dinner was buffet style with steak and I definitely let the fatty in me free!  

Angela, my twin for the night!
neon dresses, pastel nails, and nude shoes!

After speeches and dinner and other typicaly wedding shenanigans, I kicked off my shoes and danced the night away which included ending the reception by performing a ballet dance.  (I should note here that I have never spent a day in my life in dance class, well unless you count my Israeli dancing PE credit but that's a story for a different time!).

As much as I loved dancing and eating all the delicious food, the best part of the night for me was at the end of the night. The bride was thanking everybody for coming and declared that table 18 was the most fun table of the night.  And you best believe that I was sitting at table 18!

Table 18!

I also learned an important lesson this weekend.  We all need a little bit more recovery time then we did in college!

Aqua Zumba

Now, I know what you're thinking "Isn't water aerobics only for old ladies?" The answer is likely yes, but I did love it anyways.

I was not completely surprised that I loved Aqua Zumba.  During my undergrad, I would attend a group fitness class called shallow water fitness (just a euphemism for water aerobics).  One of my friends had gone previously and told me that I would love it.  I was a little bit skeptical, but I decided to try it.  I walked in to class on the first day and was pleasantly surprised.  Britney Spears was blaring in the background and our teacher was wearing short Speedo shorts with flames on them.  At that moment, I knew there was no way that I could hate water aerobics.  Soon, I became a weekly attendee.

So I was pretty excited when I saw Aqua Zumba on the schedule.  I went with two of my friends, and it was fun, but oh boy am I sore.  It was a good workout and our teacher was hilarious which always makes the class go by fast.  Plus the biggest bonus to water fitness classes, the hot tub afterward!

So next time somebody invites you to a water aerobics class, you should go!

Post hot tub selfie in the car cuz I'm not creepy enough to take it in locker room!

Welcome to Gregarious Mess!

So I have been putting this post off for awhile because I have been unsure of what to write for my first post.  It is intimidating!  But here goes nothing!

First, I need to admit that I have been a blog stalker for months!  I spend at least one hour a day reading blogs.  I have wanted to start my own blog for a long time now, but once I became a blog stalker, I was even more intrigued by the whole community and knew I wanted to be apart of it.  

I have always enjoyed writing and figured a blog would be a great way for me to write.  I am not exactly sure what I am going to write about daily. My life is not exceptionally interesting.  I am a graduate student who typically works ~60 weeks, and my free time isn't all that interesting either.  Most nights after work you can find me laying in my bed watching trashy T.V. (Honey Boo Boo, Locked Up, or Duck Dynasty) or a Sundance Film Festival movie.  Hopefully though, you find my daily thoughts/commentary/life interesting.

Thank you for stopping by, and I hope you can join me on my blog journey!

modeling some red lipstick.

My "little" brothers and I.