Birthday Fun

Saturday we had a small cookout, and had a few friends over. It was a lot of fun. Ruth got a cheesecake from Simma's, and all was well. It was a perfect day for it.

Despite going to bed thinking that we had done a good job cleaning up after ourselves, I woke up on Sunday morning to find that there were soda cans and beer bottles still in the yard. And bees. Lots and lots of bees. One decided to sting me in the face. That pretty much ruined my day.

Monday we met Vanessa, Dan and my parents at the Texas Roadhouse for dinner. I was glad that I wasn't allergic to bees earlier, but after going to this place I was glad I was not allergic to peanuts. The floor was covered with peanut shells, and there were barrels of peanuts about every ten feet. The whole place made me feel like that crazy Texan from the Simpsons.

The food was good, and everyone had fun. After we left we promised each other that we would never go back.