Yesterday was Libby's birthday. Like

Yesterday was Libby's birthday. Like every other day, she got to be the boss for the whole day. It's not as bad on her birthday...somehow it even feels justified.

We went out for a nice dinner and some dancing. It was fun. I also identified a new restaurant pet peeve. I don't like it when people other than your server bring-out your food and don't know who ordered what. I don't mind that they have special employees to bring the food out right away, but it annoys me that they can't take the time to figure out who ordered what before they deliver the vittles. Instead, you sit there raising your hand, like you have to go to the potty, to indicate you're the guy who ordered the crab cakes. Lame.