My outerworldly 21st birthday experience

Sunday was my 21st birthday. My car insurance went down. More importantly, I celebrated this wondrous occasion on Saturday with my family...in a graveyard. How did this joyous affair end up in a dark gloomy cemetery? Well, my cousins Diana and Jen as well as my mom and I were all sitting around my Grandmom's dining room table munching on birthday cake. Diana mentioned that she wanted to visit my Aunt Emily's grave the next day; this sparked my desire to go have a birthday drink with my Grandpa. My Grandpa died 10 years ago and I miss him dearly. I always wonder if he is proud of the woman I have become. So I presented my idea to the table and was surprised when I heard the unanimous chorus of "YES". Piling in my mom's car, we put the environmentally friendly grocery bag in the trunk filled with wine coolers. We reached the graveyard and pulled in; the gates were open despite the fact that it was 11pm and it closes at dusk. I popped the cap off of my Bahama Momma and took a pull. I also removed the cap to my Grandpop's drink, a fuzzy navel. I place drink beside his grave and though there was no wind, it tipped over. In the pictures there was a substantial sized orb between Jen and I. I think Grandpa really was there, drinking it up for my birthday.