Bridal Showered with Blood.

i love my babies...i really truly do. They make me so proud in so many little ways. i would have a million children if when they popped out of my body they ended up 14 years old. i don't like babies and toddlers and kids. They're fucking annoying. Maybe not to a lot of people, but to me they sure the hell are. Teenagers are just so cool to me. Maybe because the i had some of the best times *not THE happiest times, but some of the happiest times anyways* of my life when i was a teenager. My friends were fucking amazing. They really were. i sometimes feel "stuck" at 17. That was the first full blown fun year if my life. Well 16 and a half to 17 and a half was the best is what i really mean. My junior year of high school up to the beginning-middle of senior year. But mostly my junior year..was AAAHHH--MAY-----ZING. So much fun. i just feel so lucky to be able to have so many teenagers in my life. They're so frustrated and angry/upset with things sometimes. It wasn't too, too long ago that i was there too. So i get it when they feel that way. . . the maternal instinct tends to kick in and i hate seeing them suffer at times. But then i realize that it is so necessary to feel that way. It makes them mature and allows them to turn into the kind of adult that they so deserve to be. There is not a day that goes by where i don't have a kid sitting at my desk the second the bell rings to talk to me about life, issues, school, clothes, celebrity gossip, make-up tips, a new outfit, a cool story, a new card trick, homework help, a situation where they need my opinion, a picture of their prom dress, or just the need to shoot the shit with me. i am the anti-adult to them. Because whereas i am an adult - - i am not neccesarily a complete and total adult to them, and for that reason they can vibe with me on a different level than they could with their friends or family. It sounds semi-cheesy but i feel completely blessed to have them in my life. Because they teach me things every single day about life and what it is all about. i have seen so many of them go through all kinds of things. Parents getting shipped off to Afghanistan, puberty, and reaching that 4.3 G.P.A (oh yeah, did i mention that over 90% of them are all geniuses? Most of them have been enrolled in honors classes since the 6th grade.) to name a few. i have seen them mature into adults and have been lucky enough to have them visit me long after they've graduated from high school. i love them all so totally and completely and am so genuinely proud and happy to have them here in my life. i just hope that they know this. Because they tell me frequently how much they love and adore me. i'm just not as good with expressing my feelings. . . . . . . . . . Maybe i should tell them... (?)

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On another note Samantha's bridal shower was today. i bought her a bread box and champagne flutes *inside joke*..Needless to say my present was the best, only Jenelle's was close to mine in amazing-ness *she got Sammie a vegetable farm so she can grow her own veggies*. So Adrianna, Jenelle, Samantha, and Rachel *my brother's girlfriend who is ironically enough friends with Sammie and Jenelle...gotta love the small town that we live in* had about a MILLION mimosas. Needless to say we were FUCKED UP..but in a fun girly/giggly way. We then decided to go and hang out with all the boys who were stuck at a boy party during the bridal shower. We bring over a gigantic bottle of champagne, some beer, and a bottle of Bacardi that was all left over from the party. We get to the house and we're walking in a single file line down the sidewalk. Adrianna in front, Jenelle in the middle, and myself in the back. Both Adrianna and Jenelle are wearing flip flops *i scolded them, considering this is still Winter after all* Jenelle gives Adrianna a flat tire *where you step on the back of someones shoe* and Jenelle trips over Adrianna, then as a result of that i trip over Jenelle's sandal and give her a flat tire...so then you have a mass of limbs and bodies on the sidewalk. Seriously it was a complete and total domino effect, like a cartoon. Unfortunately...Jenelle was holding the bottle of Bacardi in her hand and smashed the bottle...but then landed on top of the shards of glass....i landed in the gutter and Adrianna landed in the mud. Jenelle ends up cutting her foot open on her big toe..i mean that shit was sliced open right over the top of her right big toe. i lie to her and tell her it's not that bad so that her drunken self doesn't freak out. But her blood is EVERYWHERE. It reminded me of "Sin City". Because it was so dark outside that everything looked black and white and all you can see against the grey sidewalk is neon infused red blood pouring out EVERYWHERE. We manage to carry Jenelle into the house where we were going and get her in the bathroom. Adrianna is covered in blood on her shirt and my arms and hands are covered in blood. Jenelle is drunk and of course apologizing to everyone, which is so her nature *to be sorry about everything, even if it was completely out of her control* We elevate her leg, clean it out with saline solution, apply pressure, give her a beer so she won't feel any pain; even though it would thin her blood out *we figured she was already smashed..there was no way her blood was gonna not be as thin as water..may as well make it so she can't feel that shit* So we finally decided that she's gonna need stitches. So we take her to Northbay Medical Hospital. Adrianna and i go on a food run because at this point we haven't eaten in hours.... Then we get news that Jenelle has in fact cut open an artery and is in the process of getting x-rayed....UGGHHHH scary. About a half hour wait in the emergency waiting room later a friend of ours who works in the hospital comes and pulls us into the room *so against the rules* i see Jenelle propped up in a bed and there is semi-dried blood EVERYWHERE... all over the walls, floor, bed, sheets, gauze....i mean..seriously..a fucking murder scene. It looked like a giant had her period. Turns out a piece of glass cut open the artery in her big toe and was lodged in there, when they pulled the glass out blood literally was squirting out..Samantha had to wear goggles and she almost passed out. Seven stitches later Jenelle was hobbling out of the E.R. and we are thanking every deity we know for coming to the hospital. We giggled about the fact that this would make for an amazing story in about 5-10 years when we're old and dried up with exciting nights. All i gotta say is that Jenelle knows how to fucking throw a Bridal Shower.