Today was Mom's 51st birthday. In honor of this joyous occasion, we "Sassys" did something we are rarely allowed to do: go out together in public. We ate at this great Chinese/Japanese restaurant. It only took until the appetizers for Dad to spill something. I got duct sauce on my wool sweater sleeve. Mom thought the restaurant phone was someone's cell phone and looked around annoyedly for someone to answer it. The waiter asked what we wanted for drinks and Dad gave him our appetizer order. He then asked if we wanted to share that, and Dad just repeated the order to him. Needless to say, it's a good thing we didn't get anything alcoholic. Although Mom was really excited that we "ate with Dean Camen" (he was at a table on the other side of the restaurant). Well, we're gonna go attempt presents/cake...let's hope we don't burn down the house in the process. I wouldn't put it past us at this point! =)