Dancing with Phil

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Today was my (Betsye's) birthday! Well sorta. It's actually July 31st but my friends threw together a surprise Birthday party (since Betsye is forsaking her friends to go do-good in China)! We went to Pizza Hut where I received the best birthday gift in the entire world. That's right, I got fake bling. (It's cheap looking and everything.) At first I was a little hesitant to like it but after thinking a bit I decided that I couldn't think of anything else I would rather have. Thanks Jess. (You're welcome, Betsye.) After that we went to one of our favorite places in the entire world. We finally got to go dancing. We tried to go last Tuesday but we sadly learned that Phil had changed the day. But we got to go tonight. I could have not asked for a better birthday party. The YMCA offers dance classes for 2 dollars for 2 hours with the old man instructor, Phil. I think he likes it when us young people come since it tends to be heavily old people populated. Anyway I think this has been one of my favorite birthdays ever.

It has been one of my favorite friend's birthday's as well. :~) After deciding on careers as professional wave-makers in my cousin's pool (we have to decided to start a company in making waves in pools, look for us in the next movie you see waves), I accidentally lied to Betsye about not seeing her until Monday. I hate it when people lie about surprises, so I felt guilty. In actuality, I kind of forgot she'd be there tonight, even though it was for her. Dumb and embarrassing mistake. (it's ok i forgive you) Oh well. And dancing was so much fun. I think we shall try to go again next Wednesday. (we will) Betsye and I even made up our own dance step. It's slightly reminiscent of ice skating pairs. Ask us to demonstrate sometime. HannaH and Drew had to leave early, so we got some quality time in with Phil. It was pretty much amazing. (Pretty much:))

Betsye was the highlight of my day.

She got hit on by a guy today in Pizza Hut. He gave her lemon water.

I Almost Cried

I pulled my car into the garage after work tonight (because of the hail possibilities). Not being used to parking there, I wasn't sure if I had pulled up far enough. I hadn't. I stepped back to get back in the car, and I hear a crunch. I look down, and there was a poor little toad. I ran into the house, and begged Jim, my stepdad, to pull my car up for me because I didn't want to look at the poor little toad I had killed. He came back in a few moments later, and said, "I think your toad's gonna live," as he held up his hand that had blood on it. He said he hopped away when he walked toward him. So apparently I didn't kill him. He may die later, but I didn't immediately kill him. But I did squash the pee out of him.

Ice

So here's a sad story. I have always heard that chewing ice was a symptom of anemia. I never believed it since I've been tested for that before. But now, since I've been on iron supplements for a while, I haven't been wanting to eat ice much anymore, which is quite disappointing. Almost makes me want to be anemic again.