This is a blog from my myspace page where I used to blog all the time! This story is from July 6, 2006. Enjoy!!!

Fourth of July weekend is supposed to be full of fun, heat and fireworks. Youre supposed to eat hot dogs and hamburgers and enjoy the summer. My fourth of July weekend this year included all of those things, plus a few extra mishaps and pockets of excitement. From Friday June 30 all the way to Tues July 4 I had fun fun fun and then some. The following story is true and no names have been changed. Here is my story.

It all started Friday night. After a long and trying day at work, I decided to get together with an old friend from high school. After some driving around we decided to check out a bar in the area that advertised karaoke as the theme for the night. We sat at a table with some of her male friends and enjoyed some much needed alcohol. Four shots and 3 beers later, I did the unthinkable. I went to the microphone. I looked at the screen. I heard the intro music. I tapped my foot to the beat. Then the words lit up and from my mouth was heard, “oooooh, I bet you wonder how I knew…” Thats right, with a little help from Marvin Gaye and his grapevine I sang my little heart out. I faced my ultimate fear and I got up and sang in front of a crowd. I hit the high notes and sang with a passion I never knew could come out of me. It was liberating! I felt like I reached my ultimate goal! At the end of the song, I received my first applause. I took my bow and accepted the sleazy whistling. I enjoyed one more beer and then my friend and I proceeded to beat 2 guys at a game of pool. We used to do this all the time in high school. We make an excellent team and we always beat the men. Why? Because men dont think that two attractive young women could beat them at a game of pool. Watch your back, and dont challenge us, YOU WILL LOSE. The rest of the night was exciting and then we drove into a ditch. How did we end up in a ditch you ask? Well, the road is being paved and because the cones were not placed properly, we drove on the part of the road that, um, didnt exist. Lets just say, we (well not me, because I was not exactly sober) were driving and we drove off of a mini-cliff. The car dropped about 2 feet and luckily there was no damage, but it was exciting! That was Friday night.

When I woke up on Saturday, I heard the sound of a cat crying. I still dont know where it was, because when I looked out the window, there was no cat. The rest of the morning went off without a hitch. Then the afternoon came. I went down to the basement to do some laundry. Now, understand something here. There is no access to the laundry room from inside the building. In order to get into the laundry room, you have to go outside and around the side of the building, and then its like a cellar basement. So, I got my laundry together and I couldnt get the door open. I thought my key was broken, but eventually it popped open. The problem arose when I got locked in the room. For anyone who lives in southeastern Pennsylvania, you know what the humidity has been the past few weeks. The humidity is so strong that the door has shifted position and now gets stuck. So, there was nothing wrong with my key. The problem is the door. The door jams and if youre not careful, you get stuck like I did. Unfortunately, I had left my cell phone in my apartment and had no way of contacting anyone. The big problem is that I dont have the worlds best arm strength, so prying open the door proved to be quite a feat. I was only stuck in there for about 45 minutes, but even still when its 90 degrees outside and youre locked in a basement with almost no ventilation and no windows, its quite unpleasant.

Saturday evening was less annoying, but with more excitement. I attended a party for work. Unfortunately, all of my younger co-workers ditched me and went away for the weekend. So yes, there I am, the youngest person there and I still managed to have a good time. My boss and his wife kept pouring me glass after glass of wine or champagne. A couple of times he stole my glass and drank some of it for himself. The fun came when he ordered some hors d’oeuvres for us and neglected to tell me it was escargot (snails.) Now, Ive had escargot before, and Ive never been a fan. After the work party I went to celebrate my friends 24^th birthday in Center City. This proved to be quite frustrating when we got stuck in traffic at 10pm because of a really bad car accident on 76 involving an overturned car and because of the biggest fire ever. A few blocks away from where we were heading was a HUGE 4 alarm fire. Half of the city was blocked off so you couldnt even drive anywhere. By the time we parked the entire city smelled like burnt hair. Walking around was crazy because it felt like we were going through a heart. There were so many hoses hooked up to so many fire hydrants it looks like veins and ventricles to the heart. In the end they said it took 100 firefighters to put the fire out. CRAZY! We finally got to our destination: Woodys. Yes folks, I went to a gay bar. What fun it was! I never danced so hard in my life! Its such a nice feeling to be able to let loose and go crazy and NOT GET HIT ON! Im so sick and tired of going out to bars where the men watch you dance. Not only that but they come over and try to dance with you. ICK! First off, I want to dance alone thank you. Secondly, if ANYBODY is going to be that close to me its going to be my boyfriend, and I dont have a boyfriend right now, so GET OFF! Thats all Im saying.

Sunday was a hot day. I got my stuff together to go down to the beach for the next two days. When I walked out of my building, I smelled the worlds most AWFUL smell. The entire neighborhood smelled like the sewer. But wait, why would the neighborhood smell like the sewer? Well thats interesting you see. A big PGW truck was parked in the middle of the road (which happened to be right in front of my car.) Apparently there was a clog in the sewer system, so they were pumping it out. Right in front my apartment building and right next to my car. Gross. I tried carefully to get across the street to my car, because the entire ground was wet and covered with sewer stuff. What is the absolute worst thing that could happen? I slip and fall in it. But luckily that didnt happen. The second worst thing happened, my flip flop got stuck and my foot got covered in the ickiness. I ran back up to wash off my foot and I finally got out of there. It took about 20 minutes for my car to air out and stop smelling like the sewer. That was the excitement on Sunday.

Monday was a simple day, I was at the beach with my parents, and my sister and my brother in law and their twin daughters (6 months old.) We went out my dads boat and enjoyed the sun. The babies fell asleep in my arms and woke up with lovely smiles for me. It was nice, no real excitement.

Tuesday. Oh Tuesday. My morning started out interesting. I was on a boat and I was inspecting it. Underneath a seat, I found a little baggie. In the baggie was some white powdery substance. It turned out that it was heroin! HEROIN! What the heck is a little baggie of heroin doing on this boat? So then, I found another one! Then I got a knife and I cut through the bumpers of a rubber slide that was attached to the boat for some reason. What do you think I found in there? MORE HEROIN BAGGIES! This was definitely getting weird. So then I saw my boss and his wife. What were they doing there? They came over to me and asked me if I found anymore baggies for them. I looked down and I had a badge on that said FBI. So wait, what happened to my job? How did I suddenly join the FBI overnight? I turned around very confused and I heard a beep. Next thing I know Im lying down and looking at a pillow. Oh! It was a dream! Now it makes sense. That afternoon, I went in the ocean and I saw dolphins. There are always dolphins in the ocean at the Delaware Beaches. They are usually pretty far out and you need binoculars to see them. But this time, they were only about 15-20 feet away from the people who were furthest out in the ocean. It was amazing and it was pretty. Tuesday night was July 4^th. It took about 4 hours to get home, and the first half of the ride I saw natures fireworks (lightning.) Then the storm stopped and I saw some beautiful fireworks from town to town. Nothing too exciting, but thats ok. The last 30 minutes of the car ride was pretty treacherous. I rode on 76 and my car (as well as the cars around me) was swerving all over the place. There were two key instances where I almost drove head first into the divider, and I still dont know how I missed it. I guess Im just that good of a driver.

That was my weekend, fun and exciting and now, Im back at work.