Thursday, September 18, 2014
♥My Best and Worst Birthday Memories♥ #blogeverydayinsept
So if you have been following along you know that I am trying to catchup on the #Blogeverydayinsept Challenge that Whitney @ Love Letters & Lists started to get everyone back into the blog world and awake again. The only rules is that you have to post everyday (guilty of not doing that) and comment on other bloggers.
So needless to say I am about 8 days behind but hope to get somewhat caught up by tomorrow. So for Sept 10 it is for us to Describe your best and worst birthday memories. Ready...here we go....
I would have to say that one of my Best birthday memories is when my momma made me a dress for my Birthday Dinner. I was dating a guy that wanted to take me to this really nice and really expensive place for dinner but I didn't have anything to wear that would be appropriate. So my mom got out her sewing machine and went to town. I had no clue what she was doing. Didn't even think to ask who she was making it for. Not that she would have told me anyway.
As you can see it is pretty nice. They even have a piano player there and they all stand by and wait on you which is just amazing. If your glass is sweating then they will come over and wipe it for you. Seriously the fanciest place I had ever been to at that time.
I remember after the date my mom was all nervous as to if I knew what fork to use when, how to use my napkin and so forth which I thought was hilarious. Like I didn't know how to have manners out in public.
But then the evening turned bad because afterwards we went to a club that I went to on the weekends alot and this witch decided she was going to walk up behind me and shove me into a another group of women and caused me to spill my drink. Lets just say that even though I had on a dress and hills, I broke out the redneck in me and went after her. However, I didn't manage to get my hands on her because my date grabbed me and carried me out the door.
Even though the night started out great with a fancy dinner and a dress it ended with me wanting to get into a fight and ultimately having a cow because I couldn't go back after her after I got home. I guess I could have but at that point I had already had a drink and I don't believe in drinking and driving so I just stayed home and did alot of deep breathing because I was still so upset over it all.
Don't forget to share your stories and leave a comment below. I would love to hear what yours was.