23rd Birthday = Great Success!

So, despite the birthday curse striking for the 3rd year in a row (description of curse to come), I had the best birthday yet. Well, it could have been better, UTEP could have beat Memphis Saturday morning and could have gotten a well deserved NCAA tourney bid, but I digress.

I got ready at Gina's, and we headed out. Ciroc Red Berry is delish.

Perla and her bf came, Kim and her friend, and Cerr and Joseph. And of course the radio loves.

I also embarrassed some dude because he was trying to get me to dance with him and he was so not attractive.

Alex told me where sperm donor douchebag works, so now I know where to avoid/find his sorry ass if necessary. :) and I love Alex because even though they're cousins, he's a total badass and good friend.

I got way too drunk - blame Gina and her decision to pour vodka straight from the bottle into my mouth... even the thought of it now makes me cringe. She and Javi drove me home, helped me in the house, and made sure I was okay. They really are 2 of the best friends anyone can have.

I was in a coma until 2pm... got up, showered, etc... just snuggled and did nothing all day. And got my first birthday cake in years!

Now, the birthday curse: every year for the past 3 years I've been dumped or ditched by the guy I'm seeing on or the day before my birthday.
21st birthday, Richie (we'd been dating for a month) left me on the east side after my cousin had left with my car. Loser. He later got engaged to a fat, trashy, fake blonde.
22nd birthday, Mando (we'd been dating since October) asked me if he could take me out for dinner the night before because I had plans the day of. About 30 minutes before he was supposed to pick me up, he text me that he couldn't make it. I never heard from him again. I saw him the night before Thanksgiving when I was super pregnant... the girl he was with must have known I was his ex because she seemed pissed.
23rd birthday, Erick (we've been seeing each other since the beginning of December), whom I haven't seen since a couple days after my baby was born (whole different story), was supposed to come out. Text me that he wasn't sure he'd make it. Never showed. Never even text me yesterday to tell me happy birthday.

Long story short: moving on.

But really, best birthday ever :)