well I was supposed to be in Kansas City tonight watching David Beckham play soccer. But since he is now in the DL list, that was not going to happen. But today apparently his dad has had a heart attack and he had to fly to the UK to see him. Hope he is OK. Heaven knows if I see video of David crying, well, that will be all that is left of me.
Guess what I did for my birthday? Oh my goodness. My parents wanted to take me out to dinner and suggested something that ends in "Roadhouse". Now, being a child of the 80s, first thing that popped into my head was, Patrick Swayze doing hot shirtless yoga. Uh, yeah, not so much. This was a peanuts on the floor, loud Toby Keith playing, roadhouse. I was not happy. Plus my mother insisted on telling the cowgirl waitress it was in fact my 34th birthday and she replies that all birthday cowgirls have to ride the saddle.
Excuse me?
The table next to us was also having a birthday, and to my HORROR, I saw them wheel a saddle in front of the table and force the woman to ride it and shake a napkin in the air, while she announced to the crowd it was "Charlene's ____ birthday let's all give her a rowdy YEE HAW!" and of course, like cattle do, the place erupted in a sing song "YEE HAW" for poor Charlene.
Bonus for me though. I have a 7-year-old daughter who was more than willing to substitute saddle riding for me. Unfortunately, my mother insisted I do the napkin waving. YEE HAW!!!
All this, and I realize that the guy I had a super crush on in high school was the manager of the joint, watching me the entire time.
On the way home, it occurs to me I have not had cake. So I make LP stop off at the gas station so I can at least have some chocolate, for Pete's sake (yee haw).
I walk in and there is a cute, waifish girl searching the candy section. She says to me, "My boyfriend told me I have to come out with either candy or liquor." I told her it was my birthday and I didn't get cake. We met eyes, feeling sorry for each other simultaneously.
As I walked out with my Reese's peanut butter cups, she wished me a happy birthday. It was the nicest gesture I'd had all day.
Yee haw.
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Oh, there is no way in HELL they would have gotten me on that saddle. Thank god you had a proxy! (Suddenly having a kid is much more appealing to me - what if I need someone someday to ride the saddle?!)
Yee haw.
Yeah, I would not have done the saddle either.
The moment with the girl in the gas station sounds like it would be out of a movie like Go or Trainspotting. You know, just one of those random type moments?
I'm sorry you didn't get cake! That's just not right.
Kalki: Yes but if you don't have kids, you are probably less likely to go to a restaurant such as that one. I think I was mom weary when I agreed to go there!
Bente: Love those movies, and it felt like one of those moments.
I should get cake this weekend. I made a chocolate chip cookie cake last night, and I got ONE piece of it! Again, having kids has its ups and down sides!
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