Legal

Hey, I'm officially an adult. So... there are a lot of new things I'm allowed to do. Although I doubt I'll do many of them, I have been thinking about a tatoo for some time. I really want a cute little pineapple just inside my left hip. That's what I'm thinking for now anyways. (I wonder how long it will take for my mother to revive, call, and start begging me not to defile my body...)

Again, officially legal. So... you all know what that means... No more calling me "Jailbait!" Ok, so that may never stop, but it will be undeserved from now on.

So, I wake up on my birthday, and my mom and I drive to Kohler, WI to the American Hotel. We eat the coolest brunch ever, check in, and head over to the Kohler Water Spa. After more checking in we change into these spa robes and sandals and check it all out. The pool was not as heated as we had hoped, but the waterfall was cool. The cold plunge was out of our league crazy. The sauna was nice for me, but too hot for my mom, and the steam room... oh let me tell you. Scariest place I have ever been. I was so hot and wet in there that it felt like you were drowning while you were breathing. Then there's this huge shower head on the ceiling that really reminds me of a Nazi death camp. All of a sudden, steam starts pouring out of a vent in the floor, and we ran for our lives. FREAKY. The hot tub was nice and realaxing at least. Then it was time for our spa treatments. I got this body exfoliation that was really cool. Basically they poured hot oil on me, scrubbed me with salts, showered off, wrapped me in a water bed, then massaged. That was great. Then I got a facial after that. I didnt really want to leave, but the Packer game was coming on. We go back to the hotel, order pizza, and watch the Packers lose. Oh well, I predicted that one. We got all dressed up for dinner and had the best meal everin the hotel restaurant. A surprise cake came and finished off the huge meal with style. We spent the night and came home the next day after checking out the Kohler bathroom and kitchen displays. At home, I celebrated with both my parents with my mom's homemade lasanga and my dad's chocolate cake. Then, the doorbell rang, and it was a bunch of my closest friends with tons of food, cake, and a giant card. They are so sweet. It was the best surprise party ever.

Well, I still haven't used my being 18 for anything. No porn shopping, credit cards, voting, cigarettes, or being tried as an adult yet. The tatoo is still up there on the list. We'll see...