Today a friend of mine turned 27. Steven called me Saturday, midday, to invite me to join him and several other friends at a local resturant in celebration. I told him that I would tell Chad and that we would see him there. So I get ready after the game (see LSU vs Florida) and drive out to Baton Rouge to the resturant. I give ole' Steven a call while standing around outside and ask "Hey, where are you guys at?" and in a rather Eyoreish type of mumbling he said that he was at home.
Everyone said they were busy so he was just sitting around all depressed.
I was like... "but I told you I would be here... goober"... apparently he hadn't heard me say that. Anyways, I spent 15 minutes making him a birthday card and he was gonna get it gosh dern it.
So I said that he better get ready for some company then I stopped at the store to get a little cake and some candles, a little schmirnoff, and a really cheesy girly movie.
The trio was complete when M.A.M showed up... the fire hazarad (aka birthday cake) was good... I was totally embarrased about a wayward text message (twice)... and the movie... lol I can't believe those guys actually sat through that super-cheese without chocking me for getting it. I got seriously violated with an oil check while talking with Katy... that makes two paybacks waiting for Mr. Miller.
Well anyways, I hope it cheered him up... wish I could have gotten the little dump-truck candles. (Steven wants to sell his pretty red Acura for a DUMP TRUCK.. that's right ladies... you think you're gonna be getting the "sex-machine" but no... the carriage that awaits you will be a notorious rock thrower... oh what visions of romance)
"I don't like sports, so I just hang around with my pets all day... I love animals" ... whatcha trying to tell me Steven... *wink* Happy Birthday my friend.
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