It has been just about a year since the last time I had a girls night out in downtown Juneau, Alaska.
Because of my real world job I always have to work on the weekends. It can be a major kill joy when you have to miss out on the fun stuff that a girls night out in downtown Juneau can bring, all because you have to adult in the morning. And being an adultÂ can seriously take a damper on the little social life you do have.
So I decided that I was going to ask for a four-day weekend. First to relax before the craziness of the Holiday season begins and secondly, so I could go out with my friends to the bar. Like a real adult, damn it. After working nine days straight when my Friday came I was most defiantly ready to put on my sexy black dress and let my hair down!
One of my friends who also shares the same name as me, is my girl for such nights. For the last three years we have collected selfies among selfies. At the bar, at my house drinking wine and playing with makeup. She is my girl for such adventures. She brings out that fun side of me. The side that isn’t afraid to be crazy. I heart her face for this. Also for our shared love of all things makeup, selfies and wine.
She showed up at my house around 7:30 to start getting ready with me and check out my new place. Shots in us, my Spotify account on into my bathroom we went. It was time to make the average into the great! Ever so carefully, and not so carefully creating the perfect eye, face and lip look for a crazy night out. (Let me just side note; when I do full on makeup it takes me awhile. I mean, eyeshadow, brows, foundation,contouring , highlighting. I like to take my time as I LOVE makeup and enjoy putting it on.)
We spent the next 3 hours getting ready and getting our pregame drinking on.
I was pumped for the bar.
It is tourist season here still and also the weekend so I was expecting it to be a busy night. I was wrong. One of the main bars in downtown was busy, however not really packed the way I remember it being. We got a table in the main part of the bar, and my friend Jen, her friend Aaron and myself all signed up to sing some karaoke. Yep. I do that. However, I do need to have a small amount of liquid help in me before I get up in front of a ton of strangers and belt out I’m not ready to make nice.â€ By the Dixie Chicks. An old song that I have been singing for years and feel comfortable enough to sing in front of complete strangers. In my mind I always dedicate that song to an ex of mine.
After we all sang our songs we headed up stairs to see if there was more action in the top bar. People were up there playing pool and even beer pong. That was the first time I have ever seen beer pong played up there. The upstairs part of the bar has a huge flat screen with video games hooked up to it and movie theater seats. Let me tell you how amazing sitting down in these chairs were. I should probably also mention that I was breaking in a new pair of heels that night, and even though I knew better, my feet were killing me. (I know Jen. You were right. Ok? Shit. LOL)
We chatted with the two guys who were trying to get Mario to play. I think it was Mario.
EventuallyÂ we gotÂ bored upstairs so back down stairs we went.Back at a table we were both leaning on when some random guy came up behind us and put his arms around us. He told us, Nice butts. I asked him which one of us he was referring too. And Jen asked him for his name. I don’t know if he has one, as all he said was he is Ukrainian. Hmmm. So the next natural course of action was to take a selfie. DUH ( I do these things for you guys. 😉
At some point in time Jen and Aaron were off chatting with some friends, and I was sitting at a table looking around and observing the crowd around me. I thought to myself, this use to be fun. Going out to the bar. Getting drunk. Being around other drunk people and being crazy.
Something was shifting inside of me. Could it be that I was maturing? Had I really grown out of the bar scene that I thought I was missing out on? I continued to look around. I saw people who looked like it was time for bed. I saw people who were hugging and getting kinda close to each other. I saw myself being over it. I enjoy drinking just like the next person. I think I just enjoy it in a different way now. I like going out for cocktails or a glass of wine in a more classy setting. I like drinking at a friend’s house and playing games. I don’t like the bar scene anymore. At least not in Juneau.
The town where you run into at least three or five of your co-workers in a given night out at the bar.
It was around 2:30 when we left the bar and headed back to my house. I changed out of my dress and slipped into my pajamas. Glorious comfort after playing dress up. Sitting on my couch we started talking and going down memory lane. Jen and I decorated cakes together at Wal-Mart and for some reason we were showing each other all our old cake pictures.
It was nice, just to curl up on my couch with friends and talk into the early parts of the morning. I can not remember the last time I was up until 4:00 am in the morning. I was exhausted. But happy.
I had a great night. Getting ready with Jen and laughing together. Taking countless selfies and straight shots of vodka. To coming back home and relaxing. I learned something about myself. I am growing up and maturing. I find that kind of scary as I let go of the girl I once knew.
Comment down bellow and tell me how the bar scene if where you are at. Are you over it also, or is it actually a good place to go and meet people where you are? Can’t wait to hear from you 🙂