HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

so normally, your birthday is supposed to be a spectacular day! don't worry the bad mood funk has its grimy little fingers wrapped tightly around my poor little body. I really thought that lunch with my parents would rid me of any bad mood bob blues, but as soon as we stepped into the restaurant and were denied seats until my father joined us, all hope of having a nice lunch were destroyed.
My father's nice gesture of dropping my mom and I off at the front door so we didn't have to walk outside in the cold on my birthday was trumped by some loser hamburger place who made us stand like outsiders until my dad could sit down at the same time as us.
ok, ok.... I understand this policy, IF and ONLY IF, the place was busy, or even semi busy. 15 out of the 20 tables in the restaurant were not being occupied by anyone AND they had more waiters than my current employer has employees. There was NO reason to make us stand and wait as if we had some sorta outstanding bill to be payed off before we could eat at this place again.MAD.

Let's top the day off with my "co-workers," aka Sherian, bought me an ice cream cake, my third ice cream cake of the week thanks to celebrating, both Vinnie's and my sister's birthday's. I love Sherian and loved the idea, but hate the fact that I now feel like a weight 50 lbs. overweight.. TIP: DO NOT MAKE A WOMEN FEEL FAT ON HER BIRTHDAY!