Tag You're It!

Well, I've been caught! I've been tagged by Meika of Meika Musings. So, I thought I'd respond by giving a few well or little known facts of your's truly. 

Here are the Rules:

1.Link to the person that tagged you
2.Post the rules on your blog
3.Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4.Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5.Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6.Let your tagger know when your entry is UP.

For Your Information:

1) I'm an Iced Tea addict. I don't do coffee. I know, I'm one of few. So, I get my caffeine from both Iced Tea and Diet Coke. Every day. This is how I begin my day and make it through my morning of work without falling asleep. 

2) I have serious seasonal depression. I live for beach vacations and digging my toes into the sand, with margarita in hand. When winter rolls around, I have a hard time focusing because I hate being frozen all of the time. I've been known to become even more moody than usual during such frozen months. My only remedy: over sized blanket, someone to snuggle with, and a good marathon of either America's Next Top Model or Law and Order.. Which leads me to...

3) I am a serious Law and Order junkie. The original, Criminal Intent, and SVU, with the latter being my favorite, but any of them being able to have me nestled into my couch fully content for quite some time. This obsession started in college when TNT and USA became two channels of late night television that I could always count on for episode after episode. Unfortunately, I don't have time to watch nearly as often anymore, but when it's on and I'm lying around, you can bet it's what I'm watching. 

4) I absolutely love going out. As you may have guessed from previous posts, I have a deep-rooted need to get dressed up and go out on the town. This also started in college when I realized how much fun I had been missing out on by staying in. This realization also allowed my passion for darts and trash talking in the bars with the boys to blossom. There's nothing quite like throwing darts in stilettos, just so you know. And in case anyone wants to try, it's a sure way to have free drinks passed your way. 

5) I also absolutely love college football. While going out requires tight jeans and heels, football Saturdays require your favorite pair of jeans and your favorite team's logo on your old t-shirt. I enjoy throwing "Football Saturday Parties" with appetizers and alcohol. It's a good time of year... not quite into the frozen months yet. 

6) I'm a serious photographer. Not one you would hire more than likely, but one who loves to have every event captured on film. I have kept a scrapbook for every year of my life since I was a Junior in High School. I'm pretty well known, by those close to me, to have my camera at my side on any given special occasion. "Special" of course being defined by those in attendance. 

So, there you have it. Little facts about Classy that you knew or now know that aren't truly important but make up quite a percentage of who I am. Passing it on now... Tell me a little about you!

I tag:

Island Girl

Bodelou

Gwen

Sahily Anais

Tiff

Unclean Conscience

Whirlwind Weekend

Where do I begin? How about Friday. How about spending far too long at a conference for work on my birthday. Try 8 hours. Sounds like a typical work day right? Well this conference just kept going and going and going. Maybe because I needed so desperately to just get to Friday night, ie. my birthday party, ie. the most fun I've had in such a long time.

No really.

Came home to my favorite Island girl and my brother all but waiting on me when I returned from my all day event. Showered and came out to roses from Mr. Perfect, and more people continuing to come through my door. My co-teacher, also make-up artist for MAC, did my make-up and my shopping had proven to be successful earlier in the week. Everyone looked hot and we headed out for a long night on the town.

Things went by quickly, but here's a quick re-cap: first stop, cute bar off the main strip that wasn't too crowded until our eleven person entorage showed up. I walk in the door, some of our party was already there and already ready to order me a beverage of choice. I knew it would be a great night from there. After a few hours here, we began walking down the strip to find a girl shouting at us to come in for free cover and free shots at the bar for the birthday girl, etc! I love being famous. Had our free shots, plus another select few and then headed out again. This time for dancing. And we danced and danced and drank and danced. My younger brother managed to find his way into the middle of a group of thirty year olds dancing, my beautiful heels managed to be pryed off of my dying feet, and the dj managed to announce it was my birthday, along with three other girls there. No matter, it was fantastic. What a birthday. It was everything I had wanted it to be.

The next morning, however, was not what I wanted it to be. Not feeling the least bit sick, thanks to the brother's remedy of late night taco bell, we all had to get up and pack up for the trip back home. Our grandmother's funeral was late Saturday and the burial took place on Sunday. Talk about polar opposite emotions Saturday night from those had Friday night. I couldn't keep myself from crying... a lot. My whole family seemed to feel that way. It was really hard. Then again, it was good to be with family. Even those I really have trouble caring about because they don't care about themselves. I know everyone has them. All of my cousins of course were in full force. I had friends show up to show respect and not allow me to completely fall apart. I feel like I did okay for the most part. I kept saying last night that I was ready for a new week. A positive beginning.

So, here we are. Still focusing on Friday night and trying to keep from concentrating on our sad weekend, I'm very thankful for my friends. New or old, my hometown girls or my city friends, all made my birthday special or held me up when I needed them most. I didn't know I could have as much fun again as I had on Friday. I thought they were gone with the college life. Alas, the city night brings a new light. Especially when your party is eleven people deep. I'm ready to go out and do it again. However, my Mr. Perfect's bar tab at stop number 1 was $70, thanks to your's truly, and there were two more stops after that... so he's probably okay with waiting a little while. At least until another payday.