Easter Sunday

While Jesus steals her thunder today, Happy Birthday to my future baby's mama Kelly Clarkson.

Mommy and I did the church thing at noon for Easter Sunday. We ate with her sister at Black Angus in Northridge. I also got a $25 gift card at Macy's as a late present from Auntie Elsa. I ate prime rib with a small lobster tail and some shrimps and a blackberry ginger ale. Then I topped it off with a seasonal dessert called Smores Seduction Pie. Our waitress' name was Crystal. Dudes would think she was cute, but she wasn't my type. But she had a sexy voice and kept referring to me as "sweetie" and "sweetheart." Just for that, and despite her flat chest and not being able to guess her ethnicity, I suppose she can be on the waiting list for the database in case I'm ever really bored.

There was this other waitress who reminded me of this chick named Erin who was my MSE classmate during my first semester at CSUN. I used to bust a #3 to her back in the day. It could've been her. Not sure.

Later we had dinner at Uncle Oca's house. Cousin Kristian bought the DVD The Chaperone starring WWE's Triple H. Gosh, the acting was bad.