Happy Birthday AMY!

I think a lot of people "unplug" on the weekends and it really affects my Sunday Facebook/Twitter lurking and blog-reading.  Or maybe other people have lives?  I don't know.  Whatever it is, I don't like it.  GET BACK ONLINE AND ENTERTAIN ME.

Last night Mitch brought a carload of kids to the school bus races at the local outdoor racetrack.  (Did you know we are rednecks?)  They all had a great time and I savored my time at home alone because I was feeling a little mentally exhausted from spending the afternoon running errands with Kira .  She asked me, and demanded well-thought-out answers to, ridiculous questions I never wanted to ever think about.  (See Kira in the Car.  Realize that for every funny thing she says, she says ten million exhausting/obnoxious things.) I was worn out.

Today is my lovely sister Amy's birthday,

so I thought I would take this opportunity to retell my favorite story about her.  One time a few years ago she was living in San Diego she was waiting in a park 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 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.

Happy Birthday, Amy!