My sister's birthday weekend celebration started on Saturday evening with twenty people (Yup, you read that right... We were rolling twenty people deep) bar hopping locally here on Long Island. We hit up a few bars until we found one that had a DJ playing good music and we just danced for hours.
We made our way to the diner where we had the nastiest waitress ever (I was dead sober so I can honestly tell you, she was a miserable old lady) who was totally mean to us, but the majority of the group was drunk so they didn't notice.
After eating our over priced diner food ($9.75 for six mozzarella sticks?!?!!) I drove my sister, her boyfriend, Toni and Amanda all home and didn't get into my own be until about 4:30AM.
Sunday was her actual birthday. So after spending the morning recovering from the evening before at our respective apartments, we met up at our parents' house with our significant others and went out for an early dinner at a local seafood place.
Over all it was an extremely successful birthday weekend with no drama (Well I hide the one bit of drama from my sister so she wouldn't freak out -- Her ex-boyfriend left a message on my Facebook status about being at the first bar that I had to delete so my sister and her current boyfriend wouldn't see it) and she really enjoyed herself, which is all that I care about.
