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It’s Lauren’s  birthday tonight and her man Scott invited everyone out to Donn’s Depot, Lauren’s favorite bar to celebrate. But before Donn’s we joined  Amy, Chris and Eric for dinner.

Since the new year started it seems as though everyone has been so busy. I haven’t seen much of these guys so it was awesome to see everyone.

What a cute couple.

And have I mentioned that Amy is preggo.

All in all it was a good night. I think Donn’s Depot might be my favorite bar now too.

Lauren and I got to talking the other day and comes to find out that she loves the Kardashians too. The season premiere is coming up so we decided to start it off right by getting everyone together and watching it over a few martinis.

Thing is, Lauren and I are the only die hard fans and I’m pretty sure no one else has even heard of them besides Ray since I make him watch it with me. They’re probably thinking we strategically put on this event as another reason to drink, which wouldn’t be completely false, but still we love the Kardashian’s

Dondra brought a friend. He was nice dude.

And guess what else, I finally got that damn ornament that Lauren bought me when we went to the Caswell House a while back. So cute.

Dondra brought some delicious bread that her mom made. Thanks Miss. Wilson again for being the fantastic baker that you are. Yeah, I’ll have to say it was another fabulous night. Oh, but I think we all could agree the worst part of our night was watching Jersey Shore. Serious? Lauren, stop watching that garbage.

Again we have waited till the last minute to get things done. Today Ray and I spent all day looking for an ugly sweater for Lauren’s event tonight. Having to purchase an ugly sweater and all I really didn’t want to spend all that much. My friend Cory spent way too much on one the other day and if that wasn’t enough he went and spent 8 hours sewing lights on the damn thing. No thanks. I don’t have that much time on my hands and even if I did I not using it up on something that’s meant to be ugly. Found our sweaters at a local thrift store for somewhere around $3 and if you ask me we overpaid but that’s the price we had to pay for waiting till the last minute to make things happen.

Well, there were definitely some ugly sweaters out tonight. Ray’s sweater ended up being too small so he cut it in half and it fit like a glove.

Matt rocked out on the karaoke machine to Michael Jackson’s, Beat It.

And Cory rocked out as well.

This is my friend Cory that spent hours sewing lights onto his sweater. You can’t tell but he did a fucking fantastic job. I couldn’t  believe the attention to detail.

Of course there was beer pong. Even after college it doesn’t get old.

Lauren and Scot took off their ugly sweaters so Scot just looked like a dude with a turtle neck on.

It was a fantastic evening. When I returned home I hung up my ugly sweater because I know there will be another on of these next year and I’ll be damn if I have to pay for something that ugly again.

Because of the Seinfeld we have so many fun terms and labels like Soup Nazi and Festivus Party. I almost feel bad that I wasn’t a Seinfeld fan. I could have learned so much. I mean, before today I would have never known what a Festivist Party was, hell I thought I was going to a sushi rolling party; I could have sworn that’s what Lauren said it was. I even got on FaceBook and boasted the news to everyone, “delicious, fun and entertaining,” I said.

Nope, not a sushi rolling party. Awe well, not the biggest fan of working for my food. But there was a lot of delicious food, even sushi. And I even got to roll my one, my first one ever.

And I finally got to meet Chris, Amy’s man. Yes, he exists. The whole time I thought he was just a figment of her imagination.

Me and the girls.

And yes there was even a pole, but instead of passing it around to bitch and gripe to our hearts content we put it to better use and used it as a stripper pole, so much more productive.

What a great night. Happy Festivus to you.

Boy this year I might have bit off more than I can chew on Halloween. First, Cowboy Harley is hosting a fundraiser on Halloween called “Ride for the Girls.” All proceeds will go to breast cancer survivors and I couldn’t be more happy to lend in my hand. It’s been a while since I’ve done some volunteer work. I used to do it all the time and for some reason I don’t anymore. Shame on me.

Michelle Bromley worked the front desk, taking food orders, shouting them back to us and taking in the money. Amy, Dondra, and Julie worked on selling the raffle tickets.

And the rest of us worked the food line. That’s Lauren and her mom. They’re cute.

Scot stopped by to pick up a top hat he’s borrowing from SocialFly. He’s going to be Slash for Halloween.

Dondra stayed up the night before making a shit ton of cupcakes.

And kudos to Dondra’s mom for making all these cakes.

Lauren and Amy are too cute.

I worked the line serving up the food, giving everyone big portions of everything because people like getting their money’s worth and I like making people happy.

And lots of costumes out today.

But this little dude won the prize when it came to the cutest costume. Seriously, there was a costume contest and he won.

But this lady here melted my heart. She’s a breast cancer survivor and ended up winning the raffle ticket money prize and gave it all back to the fundraiser. What a good soul.

It was a good day to come out. Rudy’s donated all the delicious food and Cowboy Harley even gave away a motorcycle today. I entered in the drawing and pleaded to the universe that I should win but in the end they never called my name. Oh well, guess it wasn’t meant to be. I mean I don’t even know how to ride a damn motorcycle.

After the fundraiser I had to rush off to Memory Lane because SocialFly Photobooth is booked for a wedding tonight. I get there right on time because the boys are just about done with setting up which means less work for me to do.

Here’s their wedding cake, a freaking Dr. Pepper and a flat one. I love this couple already for their spunkiness and Ray loves them because he loves Dr. Pepper.

I love coming back to Memory Lane because being here always reminds me of the day we got married, definitely one of the best days of my life.

It wasn’t as amazing as our wedding but it was definitely nice.

So I am officially the “Professional Scrapbooker.” Oh, it’s a real title and I take my job very seriously.

Alright, now that the weddings over we’re heading out to Amy’s party. This is when I start to get kinda bummed out. It’s not that I don’t want to go to Amy’s party, I definitely do. It’s just that the whole day has been work, work, work not that I didn’t enjoy it but it was still work and now that I finally get to let loose the night’s almost over and so is Amy’s party. It’s Halloween, one of my favorite holiday’s. I always look forward to this time of year because it’s the one time I could count on myself to be creative and make a mind blowing sexy outfit out of nothing and it’s also the one day out of the whole year where I don’t have to hear my husband cry for showing too much skin and this year I don’t even have an outfit. I suck.

Seeing Amy drink out of that big ass goblet definitely brightened my mood. And I love Lauren because she’s just always happy to see me.

Had to take a photo with the only other Asian here.

Scot took his wig and hat off but I’m sure his outfit rocked.

But the best costume tonight was the ferocious lion.

He was so effing cute I couldn’t leave him alone. I kept snuggling with him and making him strike poses with me.

And Ray got so jealous. He wanted to take some photos with the dog too. Look at him come in, “uh, excuse me, would you mind if we took a few photo together?”

Look the dog is so not feeling him at all. Maybe he only likes the ladies.

And I’m still mad at Dondra for taking off her green makeup. She makes the best Shrek’s wife.

Look he totally looks like a stuff animal. I can’t get over it.

After the Haunted Mansion of Terror we met Lauren downtown at a Chinese restaurant, called Chinatown. Chinatown is starting this new thing where they’re doing karaoke every Thursday. Lauren happens to be good friends with the owner because she was the event planner for their grand opening so she wanted all of us come out to show our support.

Lauren’s crazy and ballsy. I don’t get embarrassed too often but for some reason when it comes to karaoke I just can’t bring myself to do it. Ray’s the same way but somehow Lauren managed to drag his ass out on the floor and they busted out Sir Mixalot, “I Like Big Butts.”

And then after that she ditched Ray and went solo with Bon Jovi, “Living On A Prayer.”

Oh and Chinatown was packed with cougars so we now called the place Cougartown. There’s definitely lots hungry cougars out tonight looking for some fresh meat. We left cougartown we met Matt, a friend of Laurens, at The Cats Meow, a small bar downtown for a couple of drinks.