I hate even being reminded of my birthday and I have my reasons so I will instead talk about the last birthday gathering that I threw for some one, which happened to be last Saturday and it was for my wife.

I ended up spending two weeks to make this night come together. It started out that she had NO clue as to what we where doing or who was involved. When the secret was finally revealed she about **** her panties.

Ok so I had her sister come over after that we loaded up and headed up to the Twisted Lizard, a bar that we had never went to. When we arived she walked in and about half of the people that where at the bar are friends of hers, present and ones from the past. Hell actually they spanded times from most of her life. I even went as far as to have some one she had just recently met back up with on facebook show up. It was amazing. She had absolutly no clue and about flipped her lid when she saw everyone.

So after a few hours there of her drinking and about 3-4 beers for me some of the group took off and a few more people showed up. Next thing I know we are heading to Night Trips, which wasn't part of the plan but heck my part of the deal was over and it was up to the wife to do what she and the group wanted to for the rest of the night. FYI Night Trips is a strip club. We got there and had trouble finding seating for our group (at this point there where about 12 of us) but eventually we found a place to sit our asses and have a few drinks before coming to the rash realization that the woman of that place had taken a turn for the worse, looks wise that is.

We bailed.

The party droped off to 8 as we headed to the next place, suprisingly enough it turned out to be a gay bar but we had to go there to pick up one of my wifes friends friend. After there (approximately 6 minutes of being there) we headed out to Kents place. By this point it was after last call.

We went there and hung for a while, and our group shrank down to 5. Finally after everyone lost track of time my friend's husband calls her and reminds us that it is 6AM. We stuck around a little longer and bailed out taking my friend home before heading back to my place. The wife was smashed but still functioning.

We made it to home and went straight to bed. She feel alseep fast but I stayed up for about 40 more minutes which put me up til 8 AM.

The wife loved the night, said it was one of the best if not the best birthdays she has ever had. I was glad because she needed a good time.

I was DD for the night so I only ended up drinking about 7 beers in that time frame (a little under 10 hours).

The down side is that my mom called 3 hours after I finally made it to sleep and woke me up asking if I could come pick up the kids...

Good times.