By the time this post pops up, I’ll have been 25 for a total of 6 days. 6 whole days to sit and reflect about just how awesome my birthday weekend was. I mean, in the back of my head, I sorta kinda knew that this weekend was going to be epic, but man…the entire weekend exceeded all of my expectations.
For starters, my twin Cheekie came all the way down from Chicago for me! And for my birthday! I knew she was coming, but it wasn’t real to me until I picked her up from BWI and got the weekend started. Friday night brought my birthday dinner at Bridges Restaurant across the Bay Bridge. Now, the weather had turned seasonably cold, so I was a little sad that the ambience wouldn’t be just the way I wanted it to, but I knew I would still have a good time. Thirteen of my closest friends graced me with their presence at the restaurant, and we showed up and showed out. One of my best guy friends, B, came all the way down from Pittsburgh for my birthday, which made me feel completely awesome. For once in my life, I put on a dress, and everybody complimented me on it. Way to make the birthday girl feel special, huh? The food at Bridges is absolutely amazing, there was live reggae, and apparently my group of friends is irresistible because there were 2 ladies and 1 guy who would not stop coming to the table to get us to dance. I mean, I couldn’t even finish my food in peace! There was so much shade throwing and epic side eyes were given from my table, which only made the night that much better.
Then we get to Saturday…my actual birthday. I was SO EXCITED when the clock hit midnight, and it was extra hard for me to fall asleep. After an hour and a half of trying (and a stint on Twitter and a conversation with my roommate), I finally did. When I woke up the next morning, I took some time to type my homework out (-_-), and Cheekie and I lounged around most of the morning and early afternoon. We were waiting on Max and BP to land in DC from New York, where they were to celebrate Max’s birthday the night before. For some reason, it was taking them an extra long time for them and Shonnerz to get to my house, but they finally made it! I squealed when I opened the front door to my apartment and saw Max, BP, and Shon…but who else was standing there? My other Canadian ray of sunshine, Keisha Brown! 
I was SO surprised and SO geeked about it that I just stood there laughing for the longest time. Man…for someone that says they can’t be surprised, they sure did surprise the hell out of me. After that, I took the girls up to Baltimore to the Oyin Handmade store so they could get their goodies for their natural hair, and then we came back and did a quick takeout dinner so we could get ready for the party.
What party? Glad you asked. Panama Jackson of VSB fame and his team throw an all 90s music party called Reminisce on the first Saturday of every month down at Liv on U Street in Washington, DC. From the minute I walked into the door until the minute they cut the lights on at the end of the night, I PARTIED. Within 5 minutes of being there, the biggest shot of vodka I had ever seen in my life was in my hand. Every time I was without a drink, someone was handing me another one. I took a kamikaze shot with PJ. I had at least 2 rum and pineapples, and can’t quite remember what else there was. I dropped it low on almost every guy that was part of my party. Hell, I dropped it low on my girls, too! (*shrug*) I had on a t-shirt that said “How many licks does it take?” with a picture of the Tootsie Roll owl on it. There were lines of people dancing with each other. I got to shake a lil somethin’ to all the hits of my childhood, which was epic. I was completely ratchet all evening, and I loved every minute of it! My friends were in full support of my ratchetry, and it made for one of the best nights I’ve had in a while. I got sandwiched in between my two best guy friends, got my happy birthday dance from an old friend from high school, and tugged on collars and ends of shirts of fine men. SO MUCH FUN. What I loved most, however, was the outpouring of love people showed for me by showing up. My best friend lied to me all week by saying she couldn’t come down, but ended up coming all the way from Pennsylvania to come to the party! Of course I jumped up and screamed like a little drunk girl, but I was sincerely happy. I had people there from Toronto, Chicago, California, North Carolina, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Virginia, varying parts of Maryland, and DC. All there for me. It seriously meant the world to me to have that many people there to help me celebrate my day.
Though this is one of the longest posts I’ve written, I still can’t adequately find the words to describe just how much fun I had, and just how much the entire weekend meant to me. When it was all over To everyone that told me happy birthday, to everyone that was involved in pulling off the events, to everyone that came to either my dinner, my party, or both, thank you. Your presence definitely made my 25th what it was, and I honestly will never, ever forget this birthday. I can only hope that the rest of 25 is as fabulous as the beginning was…
Until next time, folks…
