We planned to take Kelsey out for dinner tonite for her birthday. But, Kelsey was supposed to work tonite. She called me this morning and said someone agreed to take her shift so she could get off work earlier. Didn't know for sure what time she'd get off though. Debbie and I decided to go have dinner at Rib Crib so we could at least see Kelsey and give her a birthday card. Megan showed up at the house just as we are leaving for work this morning. She had been up all nite studying for a test this afternoon. I guess she thought it would be better to nap at our house than hers. Anyway, Megan said she'd go eat BBQ with us. Megan called me at work this afternoon and asked what time we'd be home. One of her friends was having a surprise party for her husband and wanted Megan to go. So, Megan was trying to figure out how to do both. I told her that Kelsey might get off work earlier than expected. Megan and Kelsey talk and decided we'd all wait 'til Friday to do dinner for Kelsey's birthday. I worked 'til about 5:30 then went to pick up Debbie. As we are on the way home, Kelsey calls and said she didn't have to work because another worker showed up to take her shift, allowing Kelsey to go home. So, Kelsey wanted to know when we'd be home so we could all go to dinner together. By that time, Megan is off doing her thing with her friend's party. Dang. And you all wonder why I can't keep up with what's going on sometimes!!! Keeping up with y'all is like trying to catch a feather in a tornado. Instead of Opie, I wanna be called Da Shroom. I'm kept in the dark and fed BS anyway. hee hee.
Anyway, we did have dinner with Kelsey and Eric (Kelsey's boyfriend) at Texas Roadhouse. Without Megan, who called while we were having dinner wondering what we were doing. Eric didn't eat because he ate earlier, not knowing Kelsey was getting off work early. He sat there watching us. Exciting I'm sure. Debbie got a Dallas Filet. It was undercooked so she sent it back. It was overcooked when it got back to the table. Kelsey wouldn't agree to let the Roadhouse folks make her sit on a saddle and announce to the restaurant it was her birthday. Party pooper.
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I like the image of trying to catch a feather in a tornado! Sounds about right!
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