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I Didn't Mean to Do It....

But somehow I managed to mess up Alli's 13th Birthday.

We were on our beach cabin vacation and then left to go to Sequim to see my Aunt and Uncle. It was the stepping off point for Twilight Twitterpation going to Forks and La Push where it was hoped we would see or at the very least some yummy werewolf boys like these , but no.

We did see the treaty line though.




And we saw the beaches there and other things but we never did see Edward, Jacob, Bella, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Esmee, or any La Push boys that could transform into werewolves.

After we left there, we took a detour up to Neah Bay. I was under the false impression that this was a resort area and would have some decent restaurants that we could visit for Alli's birthday dinner.

Boy was I wrong. There was nothing up there but the res. Ok, there was one place and that's where we stopped because we were all starving. A tiny little girl with no shoes on met us at the door. We found a table by ourselves and the little girl ran off to find us menus. Then our barefoot waitress came by.

Are you seeing a pattern here?

She got our orders wrong, didn't even bring Lance his food and then messed up the check. We had been given a birthday cake by my Aunt to take with us, so we brought that into the restaurant to try and sing happy birthday to the birthday girl. She was having none of it, so we took it back out to the suburban.

I told you that to tell you this: We went to Red Robin today to make up for our dismal failure on her actual birthday. Her boyfriend Jaryd joined us. Her friend Hayley (the one that went to the cabin with us) and her little sister joined us as well.

The food was great but Alli never touched hers. Jaryd wouldn't order anything. We finally convinced him to get a milkshake, which he then proceeded NOT to drink.

It was quite amusing to watch.

The best fun was when the workers came to sing happy birthday to her and present her with a hot fudge birthday sundae which she also didn't eat.

Hilarious.

Anway...Happy 13th Birthday my little Alli. We love you more then we can say.

Comments

  1. Can we have her hot fudge birthday sundae if she doesn't want it?

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  2. Sorry, it was passed around the table and consumed---just not by the birthday girl.

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