Birthday's are fun!

I had a productive day today. On most Saturdays, I go over to my Aunt Wendy's and help her do oddjobs around the house. During the summer, I mow the lawn every week but during the winter I've been helping her remodel her house. While the work is sometimes hard, I enjoy spending time with her because she's given me so much and it's the least I can do to repay her. Plus, she makes me food when I'm over there. Yay!

Today, I helped her texture her ceiling with dry-wall stuff. It was similar to painting the ceiling, but a lot harder since we had to make sure the texture looked good. My neck is now killing me! As we were working, I asked Wendy what she would do if she won a million dollars. She said she'd invest it and that's about it because one million isn't a lot of money. It was only until I upped the number to one billion that she started telling me what she'd do with the money. The first thing she said was that she'd establish an education fund for nieces and nephews to attend college for free if they maintained a B average. I hope one day I'll be wealthy enough to be able to help her out with that dream.

Besides that, she said she'd put money away for her kids, buy them nice houses, and get a cellphone. I laughed when she said a cellphone--it's something that she'd get only if she had one billion dollars. I have a cellphone and don't have a billion dollars. It's interesting to know that the simplest of things are unaffordable for some people. Aunt Wendy has lived a hard life, raising her kids as a single mom after her husband cheated on her (with multiple women) and left. She's never made a lot of money and is currently working for my Uncle Craig as an office manager making about the same amount of money as I do. I can't wait until I have the money to spoil her and be able to allow her not to work at Wal*Mart (something she says she'll have to do).

Grandma Nix, Aunt Janice, and my cousin Requel came over (with her kids) and I have a funny story, but I need a picture to tell it. I'll write about it tomorrow when I can upload the picture.

Scott Lowe had his birthday party tonight and we were supposed to be at Chili's at 7:30pm, but I got tied up at Aunt Wendy's until 6:45pm (for reasons I'll write about later) and I still had to clean up. Brian and I got to Chili's at 7:40pm-ish. I had a really good time at dinner because we basically goofed off and had a great time. I told all my popsicle jokes that people laugh at because they are stupid, and the people that were there were fun to be with. Will Carlson brought his friend Aliza and she brought a guy named Travis who is in my International Relations of the Latin Americas class. It's funny to realize that the people you know know others that you don't know but do know because you are around them. While that sentence doesn't really make sense, it was fun to write.

Nathan and Scott at Chili's

After Chili's, we went to Fat Cat's on 3900 south, NOT 4500 SOUTH!! Before we left the restaurant, Brian and I announced that we were going to race everyone. When we asked for the address, Nathan said 4500 South. Needless to say, with a wrong address, we lost the race. Brian got really annoyed in the car and "yelled" at Nathan (who really didn't care). As we waited for our turn to bowl (45 minute wait), Brian played Dance Dance revolution with Nathan. Brian loves that game and it's fun to watch him play.

Nathan and Brian playing Dance Dance Revolution

After waiting forever and a day, we paid for our $10.13 for one game of bowling--so expensive! Plus, I did horribly with the lights low and the music loud. Brian and I decided that after we left, we would never go there again.

Me being weird and Brian being serious--the typical situation. He's so hot!!

We left bowling and went to the hotel room that Nathan had rented. By that time (11:30pm), only Will Carlson, Nathan, Scott, Brian and I were left. When we got to the hotel room, we just sat around and talked for about 30 minutes. I told a really bad joke that made politically correct Scott annoyed but Brian and Nathan laugh. Here it is:

Q: What was Helen Keller's dog's name?
A: Huuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmth!

Yes, a politically incorrect joke, but my grandpa is deaf so I can tell it. =)