Happy B-dayzzle Jerms!

Geez, you've got moms and grandmas up the whazoo!

Jules, my best friend in the whole wide world, called me after reading yesterday's blog and exclaimed that apparently my whazoo is packed with grandmas. I really am so fortunate to have such incredible family to love and care for me, especially since its like 50 million people!

But wait there's more.

I have yet another family I have not told you about.

My work family:

These are the people who know my mood swings and use them to make money. These are the people who have listened to me whine about 'that annoying ho' that's sucking down.... mojitos like is her job. These are the people who giggled with me in delirium after working by my side 'til 4 in the morning. These are the people who have collectively given blood, sweat and tears to this restaurant and replaced the loss of these fluids with REDBULL. These are the people who just want to see me smile. These are the people that make up my other, other, other family. These are Chaise Lounge.

And guess what, our baby bro, just became a man.

Jeremy had his 22nd b-dayzzle (that's birthday) on Sunday. He is the lovable baby of the family. The guy no one can mess with, but everyone does. He is funny, smart, caring, diligent (in the bitch kinda way- hahaha i know you loved that Jerms) and gosh darn good lookin'! Everyone knows he is quiet and unobtrusive, but not in that creepy "I always knew he would explode one day" way, more in the "chooses his words carefully" way (which makes conversations with me hilarious being that the ratio ends up looking like 9:1-nonsense:genius)Apparently, all you have to do to become a bartender is just throw some ice around!

But my favorite quality about this kid is probably that he is an incredible drummer! Like blow your mind amazing. He actually plays tambourine on this hi-hat thingy while busting out phat beats (yes, those are technical terms). I know this because his band had their very first show last Thursday night.What? oh, those tasty beats? yea, thats the J-man

Adoring fans.

Big Science. The Empty Bottle called them "fresh faced new wavers." But I like to think they were more like that moment in that consumerist, escapist fantasy teeny-bopper film "Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead" when Christina Applegate, the presumably dumb blonde who turns out having a good head on her colorfully padded shoulders, pulls together that incredible forward-thinking fashion show right in her backyard and everyone is blown away but she knew she had it in her all along...

Gotta get me one of these!

ok, so that analogy was a bit of a stretch...

Either way, these "silky jams" were inspirational and just plain rockin'.

Our baby is growing up so fast....