For those of you who don’t know, my son ‘88’s birthday was on the 17th. He did what a lot of kids his age do when they turn 21, he went to Las Vegas. His sister ’80 took him and she made sure he had a good time…. a real good time! Below you will find a progression of the evening in photos and a video…….yes she took a video. Don’t judge him too harshly, after all you only turn 21 once……thank God. Remember: What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.
This is his first alcohol purchase. Makes a Mother proud doesn’t it.
A little further into the evening. His choice of weapon, Rum and whatever is in the little green bottle.
Hit a few slots
Drink a little more with your sister. This time something blue.
Drink a little more, gamble a little more, drink a little lot more, and now karaoke. This is the photo. He’s not bad. He sings something called Dragula by Rob Zombie. I can’t believe the vocal sound that he does, he usually sings Sinatra.
This is the video. I have to warn you it is in a bar and the language throws a few f-bombs around. Plus we do not know any of these people in the bar so don’t ask about the feather boas because I don’t know. Sort of looked like a WWF retired wrestler’s convention.
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Still walking and heading back to the room to grab a bite to eat at 2:30 am. He’s a rock star.
He never did get anything to eat unless of course he ate the pillow that everyone thought looked like a giant Vienna sausage. My baby, well at least he is drooling like a baby.
I just need to lay down for a minute, really. Just let me close my eyes for 5 minutes and then we will go eat. Famous last words.
It is the next day and what is the plan stan, do it all again, ONE. MORE. TIME.
Viva Las Vegas!
passions and soapboxes 
It’s a rite of passage, and I think this looked fairly tame compared to what I saw some kids do in college… And sis was there to make sure he didn’t eat that vienna sausage pillow (and take pix) so all is right with the world.
Give your son a b-day hug for me :)
Clearly I live on the wrong coast. I spent my 21st b-day in a bar watching the Yankees win the World Series. Which, while being awesome, was no Vegas…
Love it! I did Vegas for my 21st . . . with my parents. Hey, I’m Catholic. But I’m also straight edge, which I put on hold for two drinks. Then I rode a mechanical bull. Which I would have recommended to your son with all his celebrating.
I meant I would not recommend. I mean alcohol and bumpy ride usually doesn’t work well.
Your funny fae.
and all i can think of is the hangover movie which i just saw! at least he had his sis there. so the drinking age is 21 in your state?
Ha!
All this means is that little “big” brother cannot hold his liquor like his older more sophisticated sisters can. Though I may never be able to have another drink again in my life due to my medication, I know I could drink the boy with the younger liver under the table.
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Yeah Yeah 75, you really never did drink but when you did you could really drink. Mom and I could drink anyone under the table what with our 21 shots of Patron on my bachlorette party. Did I say too much?
The guy in the background of the video is my very good sport of a husband. If you notice My brother keeps asking why I made him do it. Uh………you know he loved every minute of it. Did I mention that he used to work in a karaoke bar. His job was to D.J, SING!, and get people up to the mic. We really should have made him do Sinatra. He has a really good singing voice when he sings Jazz.
I still do not know what is wrong with that guy in the feather boa, but he did give Chris a free t-shirt from the casino. Seriously! did you like that audience?………they were hoppin!!!! into the grave!!!!!!!! I swear everyone there was at least in their 80’s and did not even move. 80 is not old and it does not mean that you can’t dance at a Karaoke bar in Las Vegas when a 21 year-old kid wants to sing Rob Zombie. They all just sat there like Chris was reciting a Hitler speech. I could not stop laughing. I mean Chris IS singing a heavy metal song for Goodness Sake!!!! Well, there was one guy singing. I am sure you will notice him. It is hard not to.
I think it is wonderful that he went to Vegas to celebrate his “21” and with sister. She has enough ammunition to blackmail him for many years to come!!
I love Vegas………
Happy birthday to ’88!
Hahaha! “Makes a mother proud”! Lol!
I love that you wrote this post! So funny seeing it come from his mom. I went out at midnight on my 21st and partied all night. My aunt (of all people) called me at 7AM the next morning to wish me a Happy B-day. My roomies lied to her and told her I had already left for the library to study for an exam. Meanwhile, I was in the bathroom praying to the porcelain god, LOL!
80……. How many of those fancy schmancy shots did we do? 8? 10? And I had never done a shot before….. And we still walked out of there and went dancing….. Didn’t even throw up! Now that’s something to make mom proud of!