I wanna be cool again......

OH MY GOD. I turned 27 last week. Most people my age are married and already have houses, steady jobs, a dog, and kids. Fuck. Meanwhile, I am still wishing to be cool agian, like when I was 22. Damn.

I was a student, I was making art, I was carefree and could hold down the liquor like none other! I went out most nights of the week, dressed cute every damn day, and generally had a pretty exciting life. I moved often, had crazy roommates, and wasn't afraid of anything. Oh, and my hair was totally bitchin'!!!

Anyway, I am just being nostalgic about that time of my life, but I also realize alot of things about my current situation are 100% better than back then. I have stable friendships, I am close with my family, I have the love of my life by my side, and I am much wiser these days. All in all, I wouldn't trade what I have now to go back to being a wild child.

Party in my Bedroom Circa 1999

Today, I thought I would reminisce about all of the good times had drinking and dancing with my friends during the many parties had in my bedroom. My bedroom was covered in posters, had a damn good sound system with monster speakers, and was lit with lava lamps and black light.

This was definitely underage drinking at its best. Seriously. Our stomachs were made of steel and we were always ready to guzzle down cheapie Hawkeye vodka or Nattie Ice. Sometimes, we would invite over a friend with a decent waitressing job and a generous wad of cash to supply us with better stuff.

Every one of these parties always involved dancing and singing to Aqua's "Barbie Girl" and Jill Sobule's "I Wanna Be a Supermodel." It's insane to think that probably everyone I knew then knew every single word to Sublime's original 1996 album but its probably true.

I would change my clothes about a dozen times before the end of the night, someone would always end up puking, and we would all pass out in my bedroom, snuggled up in my big waterbed, or wrapped in blankets on the hardwood floor.

In the morning, I recall someone waking up with a toothbrush stuck in their hair. We were all probably still pretty drunk but that didn't stop us from getting out and stumbling through garage sales bright and early in the morning.

Good times.

Easter Done Cheap

Sometimes, I really wish I had children, or at least someone to celebrate the cheesy part of holidays with. Easter is no exception! I would totally be snatching up these beauties from the special Easter aisle at the Crowded Closet in Iowa City, Iowa.

Look at the cute plastic rabbit tray- it looks like a painting from a 1960's coloring book! I would have a Easter party with jelly beans stowed away in the ears, and neon colored marshmallow Peeps in the rabbit's basket. Oh, and I would totally make those delicious chocolate and coconut bird's nests treats too!

In my fantasies, I would be the super kitch mom from the 1960's running around with an apron cooking and dying Easter eggs for the big family Easter Egg Hunt. Oh, a girl can wish, can't she?