So, a friend of mine called me yesterday and said she’d take me out for dinner, so I invited a few other friends and threw myself a little party at Applebee’s last night. We hung out there for quite awhile, and I had a chick drink (a Bahama Mama), and I got some great presents: The Relationship Dictionary, 8 Simple Rules for Dating My Teenage Daughter, Men’s Health Today 2001, Into the Wild, 16-month Wooden Desk Frame Calendar Dale Earnhardt 3, a King of Midlife crown, American Flag lighter, dollar-store belt, PUNCH cigar, Car Polish, JAVA gift certificate and JAVA mug. Today, Josh sent me a shirt that says, “I MESS WITH IDAHO” and “BRO” on the back. How sweet. After Applebee’s, we bought a piñata, filled it with macaroni shells and beat the hell out of it under a bridge in Twin Falls. It was very fun…meaningful…special. I laughed, cried, all that jazz. Anyway, it was a memorable 24th (not 19th) birthday.
