Because yesterday was my un-birthday, there were a few extras in my day that I did get to enjoy. Starting with an un-birthday lunch with a friend. Montanna's was the place to be :) Halfway through my spinach dip, the way too perkey serving staff clapped with too much glee and chanted a western cult-chant to "Amy" who was celebrating a birthday. Amy was behind me...I looked accross the table at my friend and advised..."I'm soo glad they weren't coming for me because this would officially become and un-birthday / un-friend lunch!" She smiled and giggled awkwardly, forcing my spidey senses into overdrive. I noticed everything from how often our waitress checked on my progress (not my soon to be un-friend) and the awkward looks and deliberate eye contact my friend was making with her...I purposely slowed down - then finished promptly but damnit!! The plan was already in place and I too was the victim of far too perkey, western cult-chanting wait staff who carried an enormous Viking hat (which I refused to wear out of fear of headlice...(Before you call me weird , live through 1 infestation and tell me it's not in the forefront of your mind 24/7) I tried to be a good sport...the oreo bits on my un-birthday ice cream helped...and announcing to my un-friend that I'm yonger and prettier while the perkey wait staff belted out their cult-chant was also theraputic.