Our Goddess Daughter

 

Well miss Phoebe is growing up.  Her Birthday was Saturday the 26th and we headed out to the grandparents house to wish a Happy Birthday before my party that night.  Her parents Jen & Jeremy went a little over board on the cake but I have to admit it was very pretty and tastes awesome….. but for a 100 bucks it had better.

   

She is a very good little girl -  not to fussy even though she is spoiled…. 

She has such beautiful eyes and a cute smile.

After the initial play – visiting — she got changed for her party — time to put on the party dress and let here loose.

   

 

Now that we are all dolled up — presents….. Of course she had the most fun playing with the boxes and getting to tear the wrapping paper.  You can already tell she is going to be an excellent present opener.  lol   Christmas this year will be so fun — You enjoy small children during that time of year more than any other. 

After the paper ran out we moved onto the big finish ———birthday cake.

  

All in all it was such a nice afternoon.  We got to spend some time with  Jer’s family – haven’t seen them since we were placed as the God/Goddess parents.  I got to have my baby girl fix and all is well.

  

Friday ~ Ladies Night Out!

It’s been a few days and it has been a roller coaster.  Friday I went out with a friend, she had been asking for quite some time.  She recently started a new job and had made a few new friends.  Because she is big into sharing [I didn't teach her that ] she wanted to have her old friend meet her new friends.  My schedule as you all know is a little tight so Friday I was feeling frisky and decided that I would accept her invitation.

She is single woman and goes out frequently, and it was reported to me that everyone was excited to finally meet me. [big whopp -t do].  She tends to exaggerate my prior exploits – remember I am a nice girl .  The arrangements were to meet at my house between 9 and 9:30pm and go from there.  Nicole is notioriously late, it takes her forever to get ready. I am a 20 minute [30 if I take my time] kind of girl – I make low maintanence look like high maintanence [according to my hubby -- I want to agree - so I do]. I decided to wear nice black slacks and a tight sort of halter tank top with my black high heel boots.  The only exposed skin was my sholders, arms, neck and face.  When I dance I don’t want to be worried about flashing my goodies. ‘N’ wore black slacks also, with black high heels and a yellow halter with silver embelsihments. It looked good with her brunette hair.

She showed up at 10pm and her friends were going to have to meet us there.  Apparently they take even longer than her.  So we arrive at 10:30pm to the club – no cover before 11pm – I like that.  This is why I told her at 9 to 9:30 pm because I know it will be an hour after what time is arranged that she shows.  For people you work with or friends, even family that have a promptness issue I always suggest – figure out their time habit – what is your average wait time and just add or subtract where it is needed to the suggested meet time.

She buys the first round of drinks, I bought last time, also she wanted to give me a belated birthday toast.  After we ordered we chatted with the bartender – 2 free shots later — my choice he said — Goldschlaugger — he likes a woman who knows what she wants.   We found a nice place to sit and wait for her friends.  After a few ‘we are on the way’ from her friends via cell we just gave up, if they show up they show up. Music was pumping – paitence not a virtue of mine – we headed to the floor.  In the past "N" and I would spend every second on the floor, if we were at the club we were dancing.  It seems we fell into old habits.

The club was busy but the crowd was not on the floor.  It had a nice busy feel but wasn’t crowded. There were four platforms for club ‘hired dancers’ to dance to keep the crowd moving.  They were dressed really cool.  The men had on black slacks/pants, a white tank and a fedora [al la Sinata/Bogart hat].  The women were in black slack/pants also, and were wearing a white button shirt tied at the waist with a black bra exposed, also wearing the fedora. The lights were flashing and boucing the music and they had a booth with two DJ’s playing.  There were three bars on the bottom floor, nice seating booths -nicely padded and bar tables and stools.  There was a balcony overlooking the festivities, VIP AREA, they had a bar there with couches, chairs, typical VIP area stuff. There was also a very nicely dressed man [business suit] guarding the entrance to the VIP AREA. We had never been here before, our old stomping ground had closed while "N" was out of state. She was gone for 3 years and just moved back in December.  So we need a new place to have fun. 

The DJ was interested in us he kept making eye contact. We introduced ourselves and proceeded to have a few songs played for us.  We were handed free t-shirts and movie passes when we got up on the dance area/platform that had two poles in it.  I know how to work a pole with a few moves, old job habits.  A new DJ took over for a little while [we were on the platform with the ‘poles’, and found out over the mic that it was the GM of the club.  He played a little, mixing and showing off a little, while everyone was dancing. We were then bumped up to VIP status, the VIP managers name is Jessie.  We went upstairs to the balcony to sit, rest and hob nob.

Several free drinks and a few dance sessions later we decided it was time to go.  Jessie asked us to come back soon, told us to tell the guard for VIP that it was ok for us to go in and to just give his name.  Nice.  So I guess we found our place to hang out.  When I got home ‘N’ and I told my hubby and a friend of his, who was over visitng, what happened — yes all of it — he just laughed and kissed me. I love my hubby.