When We Were Pub Rats

One of the greatest memories from my 20s is the McKinley St Pub. God how I miss that place. And if those walls could talk, they would be silent from the shock. When I was younger, I thought downtown was where the old people went. Besides that, I was underage and at the time, anyone who was anyone (or at least that's what I thought) went to the Pub on the Strip. It was the place that I would go to find out where the after party was and to wear outfits I payed entirely too much for. It was during those years, that the Pub Ruled the World. Sadly though, I grew up one day and became the one of the old people at the bar. But, oh, what I wouldn't give for one more night at the Pub. One more night of Drinkin' On Lincoln, taking a big swig out of the community Alabama Slammer bottle, and booty dance on the dance floor to "Bling Bling" and "Back that Ass Up", without an ounce of shame. It seems like only yesterday, that me and my girls would gather around the table at Chick-Fil-A and talk about the Pub from the night before, and how great it was going to be on the weekend. I even get a bit nostalgic for a "No" stamp on my hand. I know it seems cliche, but those memories from the Pub, are nights I can't remember with friends I'll never forget. Next time I'm out, I think I'll drink a draft Natty for all my old Pub Rats....

20s: The definition of my life....

I recently began to realize, that after next month, I will have less than a year of my 20s left and it all seems so surreal. It has inspired my to embark on my 20s Farewell Tour (I can not take credit for this title....my dear friend Candice came up with it and I must give her some mad props for it: WOOF!). When I was younger, my 20s seemed like they were a lifetime away....and now I've gone through them faster than a starving dog would go through a can of Alpo. I just find it so hard to believe.....in a little over a year I will hit the Dirty Thirty. While realizing that my 30s are quickly approaching, I look forward to them with delight, but have done a lot of reflection on the things that my 20s brought to me. I have learned so much and done so much that I can hardly take it all in. In this decade of my life I have learned how to be independent and that sometimes you just don't feel like you want to drive anywhere. I have learned that boys are still gross, but there are still a few good men. I have learned who my friends are and are not, and that drama just isn't worth the energy that it requires from you. I plan soak it all in over the next year, reflect on the good times, and look forward to the ones that are even better.