Party animal, that's me!
It's kinda funny because I am a certified couch potato who never goes anywhere, but now I'm suddenly partying like it's 1999.
Yesterday we got invited to a photo exhibition and an Iceland Airwaves launch party at B5, a very trendy place in town. My cousin Charlie was holding it, getting some good exposure for his book that came out in August. This very trendy place was filled with very trendy people, making me and hubby feel old as dirt even if my cousin is only 3 years younger than me and quite a few people there were our age as well. The difference was all in the dress up. Them being dressed like they either 1) just stepped off the catwalk or 2) had slept in the clothes they bought at the Red Cross. Apparently both looks are equally in. Me and hubby were just dressed nice and so looked like total hillbillies. *snorts*
Then tomorrow night we're holding a party here, celebrating me turning 29 for the 8th time next Monday. Amazing these time loop pills. *snorts* It's nothing big, just my siblings, hubby's sister and my best friend.* And their S.O. of various sexes. My brother's wife is bringing her bread. It's so good that in our family it's just called The Bread and everyone knows what bread it is. Yummy! My best friend is bringing dip, hubby is making some hot taco/cream cheese thing and then we have to find something else that preferably doesn't cost anything. lol Pop corn maybe? Not because Iceland is bankrupt but because we've been waiting almost 2 weeks for hubby to get a huge part of his salary they "forgot" to pay him and seeing as we usually barely survive the month, getting cheated out of that amount of money is seriously fucking us up. I think I have 500 kr in my pocket, hubby maybe a little more. So no present for me, not until he gets paid anyway. Everyone else is kinda broke too these days but I'm hoping my siblings might get inventive instead. I mean, last year I got a box filled with nekkid Jensen Ackles pics! I hardly even noticed the ear rings that were also inside, I was too busy squeeing. (And blushing, but that's another story.)
Then at the first of November we're invited to a Halloween party. It's a friend of my brother's wife so I'm first gonna make sure we didn't get invited by mistake (it was through Facebook and I don't know her that well even if we have gone to the Gay Pride and Eurovision dance together a few times with a bigger group) before it's certain. BUT I haven't gotten dressed up in costume since I was thirteen so I'm kinda excited about going. What to wear!?! I told hubby he had to wear something that demanded eyeliner, I don't really care what. lol But me? I have no idea.
*Does anyone else's mother get insulted for not being invited to parties their children have? Seriously, it's about getting drunk and let it all fly and I don't want to do that with my MOTHER in the house. I'm pretty sure my siblings agree. Last year we had dinner first and because she pouted we invited her and the inlaws as well, making it clear that it was dinner only and the after party was then for the "younger" people. She stayed so long I thought she'd never go. I'm just... I love her but we're trying to be young and hip and drunk and silly and she kinda brings that down without meaning to, just by being in her seventies and OUR MOTHER! *sighs* It's the same for Eurovision and Gay Pride. She pouts and sulks for not being invited. Does she invite us when she's meeting HER friends? Uh, no! Jeez! Dude, even when I still lived at home I sometimes had to stay in my room because they were having guests. And when it comes to my parents I need certain lines I do not cross, one of them being : Don't be piss drunk in front of my mother! I told her I was inviting her and the inlaws to coffee on Sunday or Monday and she still sulked. *sighs*
Yesterday we got invited to a photo exhibition and an Iceland Airwaves launch party at B5, a very trendy place in town. My cousin Charlie was holding it, getting some good exposure for his book that came out in August. This very trendy place was filled with very trendy people, making me and hubby feel old as dirt even if my cousin is only 3 years younger than me and quite a few people there were our age as well. The difference was all in the dress up. Them being dressed like they either 1) just stepped off the catwalk or 2) had slept in the clothes they bought at the Red Cross. Apparently both looks are equally in. Me and hubby were just dressed nice and so looked like total hillbillies. *snorts*
Then tomorrow night we're holding a party here, celebrating me turning 29 for the 8th time next Monday. Amazing these time loop pills. *snorts* It's nothing big, just my siblings, hubby's sister and my best friend.* And their S.O. of various sexes. My brother's wife is bringing her bread. It's so good that in our family it's just called The Bread and everyone knows what bread it is. Yummy! My best friend is bringing dip, hubby is making some hot taco/cream cheese thing and then we have to find something else that preferably doesn't cost anything. lol Pop corn maybe? Not because Iceland is bankrupt but because we've been waiting almost 2 weeks for hubby to get a huge part of his salary they "forgot" to pay him and seeing as we usually barely survive the month, getting cheated out of that amount of money is seriously fucking us up. I think I have 500 kr in my pocket, hubby maybe a little more. So no present for me, not until he gets paid anyway. Everyone else is kinda broke too these days but I'm hoping my siblings might get inventive instead. I mean, last year I got a box filled with nekkid Jensen Ackles pics! I hardly even noticed the ear rings that were also inside, I was too busy squeeing. (And blushing, but that's another story.)
Then at the first of November we're invited to a Halloween party. It's a friend of my brother's wife so I'm first gonna make sure we didn't get invited by mistake (it was through Facebook and I don't know her that well even if we have gone to the Gay Pride and Eurovision dance together a few times with a bigger group) before it's certain. BUT I haven't gotten dressed up in costume since I was thirteen so I'm kinda excited about going. What to wear!?! I told hubby he had to wear something that demanded eyeliner, I don't really care what. lol But me? I have no idea.
*Does anyone else's mother get insulted for not being invited to parties their children have? Seriously, it's about getting drunk and let it all fly and I don't want to do that with my MOTHER in the house. I'm pretty sure my siblings agree. Last year we had dinner first and because she pouted we invited her and the inlaws as well, making it clear that it was dinner only and the after party was then for the "younger" people. She stayed so long I thought she'd never go. I'm just... I love her but we're trying to be young and hip and drunk and silly and she kinda brings that down without meaning to, just by being in her seventies and OUR MOTHER! *sighs* It's the same for Eurovision and Gay Pride. She pouts and sulks for not being invited. Does she invite us when she's meeting HER friends? Uh, no! Jeez! Dude, even when I still lived at home I sometimes had to stay in my room because they were having guests. And when it comes to my parents I need certain lines I do not cross, one of them being : Don't be piss drunk in front of my mother! I told her I was inviting her and the inlaws to coffee on Sunday or Monday and she still sulked. *sighs*