It's my darling Ariel's birthday today. She's turning 24, and as any girl does, she's being marginally depressed about her age. This fit of depression has lead her to not request her birthday off and as such we are both scheduled to open the store this morning. So I did what any good friend would do and hauled my ass out of bed at the crack of dawn to decorate her bar today. It turned out something like this, only way more awesome because life isn't taken by a shitty cellphone camera.
Streamers, balloons, cliche happy birthday sign, party blowers. I have successfully achieved birthday overload. It's sort of like when people used to decorate your locker in junior high. Only now I get to decorate a whole freaking bar that involves alcohol. This must be what being a grown up is like. Two thumbs up.
Oh and to WalMart, your birthday selection seriously BLOWS. This is why I'm now waiting for Target to open so I can get a sash, crown, birthday card that doesn't suck and random other shit I chance accross at the best store in the world. I love you, Target.