You mean they have the same birthday?

JM and her future forever-I-do man have the same birthday. Isn't that weird? I think it is. People used to tell them that was bad luck. Well, here you go, folks. They're getting married...silly superstitions.

We went to supper tonight to celebrate their birthday...is it birthdays or birthday? I mean, it's the same day, but two people. HB...lemme know. I know you have some kind of crazy, English-language based explanation for this that I probably won't understand...which is probably why I was never project manager at good ol' 10Best.

Speaking of, I miss my 10Best ladies...don't get me wrong, I love my new job. I love the people there. But with my 10B ladies, man, I could tell them anything. Whether it was me maybe wetting my pants a little because something was soooo funny on Saturday night or telling them on AIM I was sitting in my little corner cube shedding a tear or two because whatever it was -- *time out: now when I say that I mean that I was either crying over something for real serious, the Dawn dish detergent commercial with the baby animals (omg tearing up now over that one!) or it was one of those uber-girly moments when they told me I was being retarded and way over-emotional and to "dry it up, you sap" -- was just so dang sad, they were there for me. And still are :)

So yeah, anyways, supper tonight. Some of the classic Blue Ridge boys were there, and in true form, they did not disappoint on the entertainment front. Below are just a few quotes overheard at the dinner table this evening:

• Referring to the little squirty man the cook always has: "He just peed on me!!" -Mr. Hannigan
• "If I'm a slut, then what does that make you, Turner, a prostitute?" -LH
• "Nick, they're about to make y'all a cake." "Don't speak to us in that manner!"

Okay, now for real, these probably aren't even funny to you (if anybody?) readers. But it was hilarious. I didn't stop laughing. Even with the embarrassment of the manager calling us drunk (we weren't) and the fact that pretty much everyone in the restaurant thought we were hoodlums that did not belong in public, it was a total winner of a night. Happy Birthday August babies!

P.S. Nobody took pictures!

P.P.S. I still haven't gotten my camera fixed :/

P.P.P.S. Do you think maybe it'll just magically fix itself if I wait long enough? I'm going with yes.