My 21st was hardly noticeable, my parents had said I could have a
party at home BUT no more than 8 guests including me, had to be over
by 11.30 at the very latest and they were staying! So I persuaded them
to take me out instead and we went to one of those ghastly carvery
type places and had a truly dire meal

My friend Hilary's cousin had a worse one. His girlfriend decided to
give him a special present in his bedroom so there they were when he
heard noises downstairs and thought he had best investigate, So he
strode out of the bedroomand to the top of the stairs at which point
all the lights went on and he looked downstairs to see his entire
family including his grandparents shouting "Surprise!" or well
more...."Supr...." as he was standing there wearing nothing but a
condom!

Now that is what I would call a surprise party! (The one we did for my
dad's 60th was worse through, mum managed to get him out of the house
so we sneaked round and set up, mum then pulled the curtains shut over
the French windows and the idea was she would get him to come and look
and we's all be there glasses raised! so we're all standing out there,
glasses loaded and at the ready and this is what we here "Come here,
dear and have a look at what I saw through the French windows" then a
few moments later, my dad "What are you talking about you stupid
woman! The curtains are closed!" I wish I had had a camera ready for
the look on this face when she did open the curtains)

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

We went out drinking on my 21st birthday with friends. We went to
several
different bars, it's a good thing it was dark because they were pretty
seedy.
I ended up sick as a dog, and had the distinct thought "I PAID MONEY
to do this
to myself??" (money wasn't that plentiful then, hey, it isn't now
either).....
I don't think I ever went back to a bar or club more than a handful of
times. I just
didn't like it. That's a good thing. I know I have the alcholic gene
already.
Happy Birthday to Amanda! She is such a beauty, and so quick-witted
and smart.
Give her a hug for me.

Sherry

Pam!!  :)  Hi ya!!

Great post!!  And happily birthday to your baby!!  I was in Epcot Center
down in Orlando when I turned 21.  I *think* I had fun!!  'Did lotsa
drinking (and other things).  My birthday coming up in May will be the first
time being sober in a long, long time!!

Give your daughter a kiss!!

...>

Happy Birthday to Mandy!
Annie

on my 21 st birthday my grandmother sent me a quilt, when DH came home he
was admiring it... he read the card and almost had a seizure... he was 27 at
the time... he thought I was his age.... had been living with him for a
while... Lee

Well, I started drinking way before I turned 21 (the legal age in
Mexico is 18, but kids start much sooner). The first time I got a bit
tipsy was a x-mas eve when I was 10 or so. My little sister and I were
allowed to have one glass of hard cider to toast. After dinner, when
everybody was dancing, we sneaked back into the dining room and drank
a half a bottle of the stuff. :)
The first time I remember getting somewhat drunk, I was at home by
myself and I wanted to see what the hoopla was about, in the safety of
my own house. I went to the liquor cabinet and poured a bit from each
of my dad's bottles into a glass. I forced myself to drink it all, man
that was awful (vodka, rum, tequila, brandy and who knows what else...
with no mixer!). I must have been 13 or so. I remember walking back to
my room and almost crashing on a wall, I thought it was hilarious!

Cheers.

Victor

No *way* is that girl 21. No, she'd be about 14 or so. Otherwise that would
make me nearly 39.

Oh, wait... :-)

My 21st was a good day and a bad day. I'd booked 20 friends & family to go
to 'Dirty Dicks' as sort of travelling theatre restaurant that is rather
bawdy (in the tradition of bawdy Shakespearian-era plays).

The minimum booking was 20 to get a discount, and I had only 17 RSVPs. I'd
already payed the deposit and hoped that the other 3 were just slack and
going to turn up on the night. They didn't. Two apologised and repaid me
anyway, the other didn't, and left me in the lurch.  As it turns out, paying
the normal rate for 19 people, and paying the discount rate for 20 people
divided by nineteen people was the same price, so I wasn't actually out of
pocket as such, but I still think they owe me money. Not that I have had
anything to do with them since.

i also had a problem with somethign to wear. I was a poor starving student
and being July it was winter and I didn't have anything warm & nice to wear
(had warm, had nice, didn't have both). My sister leant me something
approrpiate but I didn't have any shoes to go with it. I painted my white
shoes black for the occasion.

Idiot boyfriend of the time had spent the money for the taxi we were goign
to get there with. We had a furious fight, and for a while there I didn't
even want to go to my own 21st birthday party. Eventually we had to go by
bus (I was too proud to tell my parents that I needed a lift after I said we
were OK for one).   But hte bus didn't quite go to the place, so we had to
walk about a mile in the dark, in the cold, with my high heel painted shoes.
Not coincidentally, we were late.

My sister's boyfriend of the time offered us a ride home. Except there
wasn't room in his truck for him, my sister, myself and idiot boyfriend at
the time. *Someone* would have to sit in the tray at the back. Idiot
boyfriend flatly refused to do the gentlemanly thing, arguing with my
sister's boyfriendand my parents baout it. Eventually I sat there all the
way home, on my birthday, in borrowed clothes and painted shoes. I felt like
Cinderella after midnight.

I didn't have enough money to get drunk (idiot boyfriend having spent it
already) but since it was my birthday enough other people payed for my
drinks that I was not going thirsty so to speak.

The show itself was really good,very funny in a bawdy risque sort of way.
Lots of wenches and fart jokes etc. But was very much mired by idiot
boyfriend showing exactly how much he (didn't) care about me.

Yowie

Happy Birthday to Mandy from Ramona and me.

Sam, supervised by Mistletoe

congrats to amanda. hope she survives her purrday.

i guess your 21st equals our 18th. we can legally buy beer and wine at
18, stronger liquor at 20. i have to admit, i don't remember my 18th,
but that's because i had been frequenting bars for some time. i partied
a lot back then. i guess it wasn't that different from any other night
on the town. *smile*

Happy birthday wishes coming for Mandy - who as I remember was the
only one to get Sammy to relax that evening at the Wild Life Refuge

I was stationed in Fairbanks Alaska on my 21st birthday.
Unfortunately, it happened to coincide with the building of the
Alaskan Pipeline, and Army people were definitely poor when compared
to the pipeline workers. There were, as I remember, three of us with
BDs within a few days of each other, so we had a big party. The
evening started out going to a rustic bar where we could only afford
maybe one drink, but the real party was back at the barracks later on.

A belated happy birthday to Mandy!
Best wishes,
Polonca and Soncek