This past weekend...
Saturday wasn't so bad since i spent the majority of the morning in a hair salon... ummmm for the effects of that story you need to see me personally.
but saturday evening was my cousin's 21st birthday party.
Now I know that most of you are probably thinking that 21st birthdays parties kick ass, but not in my family. My aunt set down the law and said that there was to be NO alcohol what-so-ever during this party, Plus almost my entire family came - babies and all, and my cousin also invited her boyfriends entire family, and their kids and all. There were probably 30 kids running around her tiny backyard. She had a Luau theme, with spanish music and filipino food... eh go fig.
She hired hula dancers whose only redeeming qualities was that it was really funny that the old ladies in charge of the group were contantly yelling at each other... and to my male cousin, two of the dancers were really cute... but that was an hour of my life that I will never get back.
party wise- everything felt that same as if it had been christmas or easter or whatever when my family likes to pretend that we are doing things together when we actually just split up and do our own things.
But hey, Happy Birthday! I know the celebrant had fun and that is all that matters.