You can't hold hands going down the Slip N Slide

This past weekend was a load of fun and I think whatever was driving that "load" ran over me Sunday night.

 I literally passed out cold from alcohol exhaustion and I woke up looking like this:

Notice the couch and my shirt ain't the only things Red in the picture

Fabulous. I look just Fabulous.

What makes someone look this amazingly red on Monday morning you ask?
Let me explain...

It was CDK's birthday on Saturday so that of course means I have to plan a non-stop action packed adventured filled weekend right? (Can you tell how important holidays are to us yet?) Friday night my best friend and her man aka HOSH came down for surprise #1 Late Night Movie (Captain America) Then set up for Surprise #2 Early wake up Saturday morning to head to the BEACH for the day! That is after all Chads most favorite place in the whole world and he basically told me all week, "I better get to go to the beach one last time this summer..." Real subtle Chad... So, after an extremely late night Friday we got up bright and early Saturday and I said get up and get ready we are going to the Beach Birthday boy!!!

 But first you must open your present:

Birthday Boy got a new camera and an Amazon gift card (that he demanded)

Then we got into the car and I drove 3 hours to the beach (best wife ever award) and we were so excited that the water was blue and the sky was clear.

HOSH ps. Haley is a *New* Blogger! Follow her

The day was perfect other than the fact that there were jellyfish EVERYWHERE! I have never seen so many jellyfish in my life and I was terrified to get into the water. I mean people were literally coming out of the ocean with nets full of jellyfish bodies and burying them in the sand. It was like a horror movie! Eventually, Josh and Chad went out into the water and said the coast was clear (liars) so Haley and I went and sat in the waves since we were about to die from the heat. I hung around longer than Haley did and in the middle of bonding time with Josh and Chad I grabbed something that felt like a softball sized jelly ball. IT WASN'T a ball! It was a JellyFISH. I flipped out but thank God it didn't have stingers (legs/whatever) and I did not get stung.

None the less Terri was done with the beach, lets go.

We then ate this at my favorite Gulf Shores place PAPA ROCCAS:

Hello, my name is Terri and I'm a Pizzaholic.

We eventually drove back to Laurel and I hit my "nice wall" on the car ride home.
You see I only have so many hours out of a day that I can be nice and once I hit my wall, watch out the bitch is back. I hit this wall (hard) at about 6pm and about 45 miles from home lets just say I ALMOST bit the birthday boys head off. I held it in though and told them about the "wall" I just hit and told everyone not in the car not to look or think about me for a few miles. Did I mention I hate driving? I'd much rather be the drunk ass in the back seat napping or laughing my ass off. Anyways, crankypants made it home and we relaxed the rest of the night and made Chads birthday cookie cakes for the party on Sunday.

Cookie cake that I forgot to take a picture of BEFORE the cutting took place.

*It was supposed to be a vinyl record*

We woke up early on Sunday in order to pack the car up and head to Chads moms for his pool/slip n slide party. Lots of crazy things happened but I'm to tired to talk about them right now so I will leave you with some pictures:

Slip n Slide till you DIE.

Maybe that move right there is why I felt like I got hit by a truck the next morning?

So fresh and so Clean

Stop giving that girl in the middle drinks...

I'm ridiculous.

Get it boys

Ohh one more time!

It was a blast and I highly suggest homemade slip n slides!

Just be prepared to be crippled the next day.

I still have a lot to catch up on blogging. I'm going to try and crank some more out this week but for now I'm going to watch Rango with the hubs.

What do YOU like to do on your Birthday?

 

- I always cry on my birthday I have no idea why it just always sucks and it's not that I blame it on anyone but myself. My birthday just makes me cry.

Do you like Cookie Cakes or Real Cakes better?

- I LOVE real cake... cookies are good too but I want some yummy fluffy cake on my birthday. (It helps fight the crying I normally end up doing)