Could a Calender Help?

I walked in the door from taking a jog this afternoon and the phone rang. The numbers appeared on caller ID...and the voice on the other end was oh-so familiar. During this conversation with my best friend...because after all that's what he is...a friend (whom we have often refered to as "Our East Coast Mom") called on the other line. I looked and saw it was her and figured I'd call her back. She understands. After all, she has tons of affiliations with the military and has seen everything from every angle. So upon the completion of communicating with my communicator... ;) I returned her call. She wanted to know if we were interested in meeting her, her girls, and their kids, at Olive Garden on her side of the water. Me, turn down adult conversation at my favorite restaurant? Of coarse not! See you at 5! I know, I know that place wasn't nice for me to type for my readers in Japan...especially that pregnant friend of mine...man I hated that part of being prego overseas...all I wanted was Dairy Queen. :P So I jumped in the shower...because I smelled...like fresh pig not so lovely, changed the Bear, got the kiddos drinks, grabbed my cell phone...I left on the bathroom counter in fear of it jumping out of my back pocket into the toilet while I pulled my pants down...realizing she called that too which I didn't bother to check the message because I talked to her, and headed out. I must say that workout made me build an appetite...cuz yeah, I could of eaten 4 Japanese "Jolly Pasta" portions. It was like 300X's better then that too. YUM! While we were there, one of the sisters gave the other a birthday card since it was the first time they had all been together since her birthday. Um clueless here missed the birthday memo...and now that I think about it I don't even remember saying "Happy belated Birthday" to her. Ima dork! That may have been when Bear poked the guy in the back dining directly behind him and ran. Of coarse I was on the other side of the table (stupid I know) and had to beeline after him. So after I got home I checked the messages to clear them. The message on my cell mentioned they were doing a late get together for her Birthday. Um...note to self....CHECK YOUR MESSAGES...even if you have talked to that person since. Ima dork! I know it!

I really need to do a birthday calender...