Night Out In the Big City

My aunt and uncle (who is obviously male, beard and all) came to Washington today because they want to go to the Jon Stewart rally with us tomorrow.  It's going to be so fun! (unless the crowd gives me a panic attack).  Tonight we went out to a nice place for dinner and we were sitting in a booth and the waitress came up and said, "Hi!  Girl's night out?" which of course, made my sister, my aunt and me almost die laughing which embarrassed the poor waitress and made my uncle be all, "What the hell?"  and then my aunt tried to explain it away by saying that she probably said it because she just saw three girls and he has "girly hair," which made us laugh again and she said, "I SAID CURLY HAIR!"  which made us laugh harder.  (I think they might be getting sick of us already.)

Then Amy told us a story about how she was waiting in a park one day for her friend to get off work and a man came up to her and said, "Do you need something to eat?" and she thought he was hitting on her or something and she turned around and said, "Uh... No?" and then he said, "Okay, just want to make sure everyone in the park gets something to eat today," and then she realized that he thought she was homeless.  I am still laughing about that.  I can't stop.  I mean, it's one thing for someone to mistake you for someone they think looks like you, but to take a good look at you and think you are homeless?  Well, let me tell you, when that happens to your sister, it is HILARIOUS.