Friday is my birthday. I do not want to celebrate this in any way. I am depressed and am not looking forward to the 'Happy Birthday!'s' coming from everyone, because all I want to do is yell back "Is it? Is it?!"

But I can't.

Talked to S this morning. Her Man Friend got drunk last night and text her with 'Thanks for helping this weekend! Love ya!' They have been dating for about one month. Now, this is the way he talks....he says to people and doesn't mean it. But I don't think you can 'joke' around with the 'Love Ya!'s' with the person you are dating. Until you are ready to say it. Is that wrong?

Also, her roomie broke up with her BF of 5 years. So that is going to be a tough one....S's Man Friend will be coming into town and staying with them for the next 3 weekends or so.

Tonight T and I are hosting All American Day at his house, since it is the All Star game for America's favorite past time. It will be alcohol free, but I think that J2 has something up her sleeve....

This weekend I went to the beach with my two favorite J's. J1's Aunt has a condo at Sunset Beach and let us come visit. It was glorious! The weather was perfect, the beers were cold and food delicious. I tried Scallops for the first time and found them to be (almost) as good as....I don't know. They were good.

One thing though. I did learn something about people. We all have our own schedules that we live by. That's nothing new. However, when you assume people know about your schedule, that's when we argue with each other. If I don't know that, by you saying you're going to the bathroom, then 20 minutes emerge ready to go out for the night, you can't look at me like I have 8 heads because I am not ready. I do not know what your schedule is if you do not tell me.

This is just another part of growing up. We are all different and have our own way of doing things, and that is OK!

S called me this morning as she was driving home from her Man Friend's house. I was driving to work, still tired from last night's festivities.

S: Hang on a sec...I'm going to order food.

McG: Ok.

S: Can I get one chicken biscuit, no pickle and one hashbrown.

Guy at Chick-fil-A:.......

S:.......

GC:......Two hashbrowns?

S: No. One chicken biscuit, no pickle and one hashbrown.

GC: What would you like to drink with that?

S: Nothing, I just want one chicken biscuit, no pickle, and one hashbrown.

GC: So one sausage biscuit-

S: NO. One chicken biscuit (she didnt mention the 'no pickles') and one hashbrown!

GC:....please drive to the window.

The whole time this is going on I'm on the other end, laughing. I don't think it was helping.