Warning...Warning... You are about to read, perhaps the longest blog entry ever! Enjoy!!
Yeah, I'm 21 now and I have not updated this in awhile... Not because I am 21 and out drinking all the time, I just don't have anything interesting to say.
But this weekend we celebrated Will's 21st birthday.
We started the weekend by going to Dave's beautiful townhouse in St Paul. Dave had super good food and drink to be had by all, and a good time was had by all. Dave is such a good host. Jenny and I went together cause she had been there before on New Years Eve. The last time we were there her mother dropped us off and then picked us up, so this time I called my dad and he was nice enough to agree to drop us off and then pick us up.
Then on Saturday I went out with my Grandma, Sister, Father, and most of the Williams (close close family friends) to celebrate my birthday because they were out of town. My Aunt Mary and her family were also supposed to come and that is a long drawn out story...Which I will now tell you.
I was told that we were going to go out to eat maybe one or two weeks before the day actually came, and that I was to choose the place and make reservations if they need be. I had a hard time picking because I was trying to pick someplace that everyone would want to go to and be able to afford. Finally I said to myself, "Self, you only turn 21 once in a life time, you might as well go where you want to go” I ended up narrowing it down to two places that I have never been to. Maggiano's in Edina or the St. Paul Grill. One of the two is clearly more expensive then the other. Now, maybe its because I don't feel worthy of dinner at a fancy place, or its just me being money conscious, but my gut told me to go with Maggiano's. However, like I said I only turn 21 once, and it was close to my Grandpa's birthday and he used to love to go to the Grill with my mother. So the decision was made to go to the St. Paul Grill.
My Aunt told me to make the reservations at whatever places early so that Grandma could come along. She specifically said anywhere from 5:00 to 6:00 so I made them for 5:30. Now I have many different Ideas as to why she did not come, but the fact remains, she backed out early on Saturday.
Theory Number One: She wanted my cousin Greg to be able to come and she also felt the need to make sure Grandma ate early. Greg would have been there a half-hour to an hour late. I see the thinking behind this, but while it would have been nice to have Greg there for my birthday dinner, it was not a necessity.
Theory Number Two: She was tired
Theory Number Three: She just didn't want to go to the St Paul grill. This theory is so complex that it has sub theories. Why wouldn't she want to come to the Grill?
1. She was pressed for money. She was just coming off vacation, so this is acceptable.
2. She didn't want to go there because it reminds her of her father, and she still has not gotten over grieving for him. This is also acceptable, however it has been two years since he died. Grandpa would want you to move on and be happy. If you can't realize this and move on yourself, perhaps you need to talk to someone who can help you with that.
3. She didn't want to go to the St. Paul Grill, because she didn't want to go there. It was not her choice of restaurant. This theory is totally unacceptable. Not only did I ask if they had any ideas that I could choose from, partially to keep it in a nice price range, but it was also MY BIRTHDAY. For her birthday we can go where she would like to go.
Theory Number Four: This is the one I like the most. My Aunt is a planner. That’s just what she does. She will call everybody and come up with a place and time to meet, and a whole schedule for the day. Perhaps she was confused, just like she said on the phone, because she was not the one planning the evening.
Whichever theory is true, I am a little disappointed because I have not seen my Aunt Mary in a long time. It would have been nice to see her for my birthday I miss her.
Ok now has started. We are sitting around, and everything is quite elegant inside this restaurant. We order appetizers and they are wonderful. Then after we order our food my dad decides he is bored. At this point I really wish I had remembered his past behavior at every nice restaurant we have been in. My dad likes to launch spoons into his water glass. He carefully lines up the spoons so that al he has to do is to quickly press down on the one sending his other spoon flying through the air to hopefully land in his glass. Of course other tables would hear the noise and look over at us; some gave us dirty looks. I was so embarrassed. You know now that I think of it my sister and dad were not really even going to be invited because they had already celebrated with me, and I would just rather not have had my dad there. He is way too cheap. The only reason they were invited was because my Grandma spilled the beans. Loose Lips Grandma...Loose Lips.
Anyway dinner is over and I go home to get ready for Will's birthday. Will calls me a bit later and says we are going to the Underground. I have never been there before but will said it was next to Bolt and the Eagle, (the leather bars...umm...) So I go pick him up not even knowing I was going to be the sober cab in the first place, cause no one asked me. Ok whatever I can just take it easy and not drink too much. So we are sitting there and the crowd is just so different then what I am used to. Will meets this guy Fallan or something like that, and they ran off leaving me downstairs in a leather bar where I knew no one. Then his friends that I have never meet before left... and where is Will? I dunno so I go off looking for him. I finally find him, and we then decide to go to the Saloon cause his sister is there. So we head over there and Fallan meets us while we are on our way inside.
Blah blah blah we sit there for awhile, Will talks to Fallan, I sit and look cute and talk to Will's sister. They are about to close and Will's sister says let’s go dance. So we go dance, well Will and Fallan sit somewhere else and talk. I decide I am done dancing and that I want to go home, so I go out looking for Will. By this time most of the bar is closed so it should not have been too hard to find him.
Where is Will, I can't find him anywhere, I walk around the whole bar and don't see him. I grab Jenny (his sister) and we walk around the whole bar looking but do not find him. They close and we wait outside for 15 minuets and we can't find him. We called his cell phone and he never answered it. I hated to do it, but I finally left and went home assuming that his guy that no one really knew drove Will home. This guy Fallan seemed nice, but we don't know him, and he was drunk.
If Will wanted Fallan to drive him home I wish he would have said so before, so I would not have looked around for him. If Will wanted to leave he could have come found me and said, "hey lets leave".
When you are drunk at a bar and you have a friend there as your sober cab, you don't leave with some guy you just met without telling them... I called Will when I got home and he still did not answer so I left a message that he was to call me as soon as he woke up so that I would know he was ok. I still have not heard from him, and I am really worried, and I am really pissed.