Blast from the Past!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Okay, so listen up, dudes. Like, my brother James, ya know, celebrated his 27th birthday on September 27th. Since this was his "special" birthday (27 on the 27th), his, like, totally awesome wife Tracee threw a 1980's party--since he was born in the 80's. (James, please don't throw a 1970's party for me. I just can't do the disco thing.) Anyway, the party was, like, totally knarly. We pegged our pants, poofed our hair and "partied like it was 1999" (or '89, rather). It really was a blast from the past! I hadn't done the "Utah claw" poofy bangs for many, many years--and yet the technique came back far too easily! Yikes! I thought James looked WAY attractive in his 1980's getup, though--totally Don Johnson-ish. His only regret is that he threw his parachute pants out long ago. And Bethany was, like, totally the cutest "material girl" you've ever seen! (Okay, Ruby was pretty cute too. Very Punky Brewster.) But she was bugged that I had put a pink wristband (made from a sock) on her wrist. She kept taking it off and trying to wear it like a sock! (Smart kid with obviously better fashion sense than I had in the 80's!) Anyway, like, we were in charge of the music, which was bogus and rad, since we have 1980's music coming out of our ears. James had a great time compiling his favorites. I really believe he knows every single 1980's song that ever was. At the party, we jammed to everything 80's and feasted on lots of Pop Rocks. After about two hours, I just finally yelled, "I can't have my pants pegged one more second!" and gradually morphed back into the 2008 me. How did I ever wear my pants like that every day--I mean, they were soooooooo cute! (Not!) But the party was great. Thanks, James and Tracee, for a wonderful time! Rock on, dudes!