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Continuation of Jenni’s Birthday

Posted on December 4, 2010 by under Life.    

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As you know, the family celebrated Jenni’s birthday early a couple of weeks ago. Jenni also planned another celebration, though. Brian and I came out to Liquid last weekend to continue Jenni’s birthday celebration.

It fell on the same night as Becca’s birthday, but it worked out because people don’t really go to the night clubs until late in the evening. So we went to Becca’s birthday party first, and then Jenni’s thing at Liquid after.

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Jenni got these gloves for her birthday from one of her regular customers.

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We got to meet Jenni’s friend Dustin and his sister Sami. She is pretty wild and loves, loves, loves to dance. Though, I think that might even be an understatement.

When we were talking about how we were all DHS grads (except for Jenni, who technically dropped out), Sami made me (and probably Brian, too) feel old by announcing that she’s class of 2007. As if I didn’t feel ancient enough, not knowing any of the songs that were playing. Naturally, Sami knew all of the words because she is young and hip. (Fortunately for me, I don’t have to know the song to dance to it.)

Her enthusiasm and energy were actually quite refreshing. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who enjoys dancing as much as she does. I’d finally met my match. LOL.

I had so much fun dancing with Sami last weekend. Even though I didn’t recognize the songs or had never heard of them before. I usually just mimic what the other people on the dance floor are doing and have fun regardless.

Speaking of dancing, I think that the sales associate at Zales today thought I was a “dancer” when I told her that I needed my ring sized down because I kept having to keep it from coming off when I’m dancing. Brian felt the need to clarify and explain that what I meant by dancing is Salsa dancing. At Suede. On Friday nights. Not the exotic variety, which we were afraid is what she might have been thinking.

Although, she didn’t say, “You’re a dancer?” like “Really? I think you might be a little overweight for that.” She said it in a more excited/animated way almost like we had something in common. I took it as a compliment. Hey, maybe all of the Zumba workouts are finally paying off? LOL. Either that, or the exotic dancers in Wichita are generally on the chunky side. Brian, who isn’t a fan of gentleman’s clubs, always maintains that the dancers are usually unattractive. In which case, did that woman just insult me?

Then again, what does Brian know about these things? He’s only been to a strip club once before, and that was when he was 18. I’m pretty sure that he has no clue what he is talking about. But I’m far more clueless about these things than he is because I’ve never even been to one. At least he’s been once, even though it’s been almost a couple of decades. Surely, things have changed a lot since then. Maybe the dancers are prettier these days.

Incidentally, I hear that exotic dancing is actually a pretty good workout. I might just have to pick it up some day. Not professionally, of course, but I could add it to my growing list of hobbies.

Anyway, Brian keeps dying at Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 so I think this may be a sign that it’s time for bed. Thanks for coming by to read the blog.

Until next time,
Ching

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  • Replies to "Continuation of Jenni’s Birthday"

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    Jo  on December 5, 2010

    One of my friends in Derby said a drunk friend called to be picked up from a strip club in Derby. He was so drunk and lost all of his $5,000.00 because a stripper promised to go home with him. In the end he was the only one left in the club, even all the strippers have gone home. That is a sad , sad story…I don’t know where I am going with this. I guess for one -it is a story involving a “not so gentleman’s club and two “how attractive do you have to be to impress a drunk dude?”

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