This weekend is my brother’s 21st birthday!
I can’t believe my little brother is not-so-little anymore. When in the hell did that happen? And I know it’s not possible that I’m 24 this year. I know he’s turning 21, but there’s no way in hell that I’m 24 this year…
So we’re going out tonight. And when I say “we,” I mean the whole family: Mom, Dad, Steven (brother), Lizzi (his girlfriend), my aunts and uncles, and probably a few cousins too. We’re bringing the cake to the bar! My family members are regulars there, so I’m sure no one will mind that we’re bringing the party out.
By bar, of course, I mean the legion. My parents are now also old enough to be going to the legion on a weekly basis. Good God.
Before we party tonight, though, I’ll have to do Round Two of the pool. I had a diving class last night, and will have another one this afternoon. Which should be very interesting, as my joints seem to be acting up more than usual lately. Everything hurts, and I have no energy! It also doesn’t help that I ran out of vitamins the other day and haven’t been taking anything after two months of taking vitamins every day. #firstworldproblems.
So I need to get to a drugstore and buy some knee/ankle braces, vitamins, and Draino for the bathtub (having long hair can be a burden sometimes). This is my written reminder!