So, I partied pretty hard this weekend

I only stopped drinking to sleep or shake off small hangover.
Had a little bud too.
Went out to eat everyday, played poker friday nite till 3 am.
Hung out with a "friend" that kept me "up" all nite on Sat.
Watched a great boxing match and wasn't bored for one minute.
When am I ever going to grow up?
Or better yet, why would I ever want to?

 

you'll "grow up" when it becomes too physically painful to carry on as you do. my cut-off point was basically 30 years old. same for dave. it starts to look kinda sad, too.

 

man i had a rough weekend 2, when u dont remember how many doobies you smoked in the last day, that aint a good sign

 

Yeah, thats why I'm not a big dancer. thats when you look the doofiest.

 

and you never know when someone is going to take a picture of you. those pictures NEVER look good.

 

Friday nite, there was a poker game going on in one room and porn in another.
i dont need to see that shit when im drunk, i start thinking with my boner.

 

Hey, you can always "grow up" but still be young at heart, right?

 

seriously, theres nothing wrong wit having "fun" and enjoying life... for all i know, that is what life's about, natural feelings and emotions that get you connected even more to yer reality and the universe.

 

Yeah, I guess I didnt do anything bad other than drink every chance I had.

 

I think I'm experiencing my second childhood through my own children.

 

hehe

 

I think kids would be great. I dont believe in having any until im married.

 

They are.

 

Speaking of parties, I'm having one this upcoming weekend. Except, it will be quite tame in comparision to yours DJ. It's my twin's 3rd birthday and we're having a big party for them. They're so excited, it's all they're talking about at the moment. Even my oldest son is excited. I told him it's not just his brother and sister's birthday party, but a celebration for him being an awesome big brother for 3 years now!

Oh who am I kidding, I'm just as excited!

 

it's hard to explain the joy of children. even the rough stuff is still so damned wonderful.

 

It's like, you look at this child and are filled with so much love it takes your breath away. Like, this little person came from ME! I am constantly amazed at even the littlest things my kids do or say. I still remember the day I found out I was pregnant with them like it was yesterday, and to see how far they've come from their time in my womb through infancy and onward, it's such a miraculous thing. Unbelievable.

 

sleepless nights, worry, fear, all that, and one look at them and you're totally grateful.

 

Without a doubt.

And with that, I think we've sabatoged Sultan's wild party weekend thread with out motherly gushing.

 

did you get t bang the xanax girl before she moved?

 

you gotta grow up at 27?