Happy Birthday Donnie

Last night I went to a party for my brother-in-law, Donnie. He turned 50 and my sister, Staci, had planned a party for him at a little bar in Gastonia. Now let me set the scene for you. Don is a member of The Southern Gentlemen motorcycle club, so this was an interesting crowd to say the least. I felt as if I was on a set for some type of biker movie. Our table might as well of had a neon sign with the words "Family" and an arrow pointing down at us, with my Dad in his yellow dress shirt, my other brother-in-law Todd, in his dark pink polo shirt, and my sister, Stephanie, in her silk halter. I at least had on black so I more or less blended in. Every time we would see Staci speaking with someone, and they would turn and look at us my Dad would say "She's explaining us." I didn't take pictures because I think some of the guests may be wanted in certain jurisdictions, and may not appreciate their pictures being posted on the Internet. I'm just joking (somewhat), everyone was very nice and polite. HAPPY 50th DONNIE, WE LOVE YOU! (and we'd love you even more if you had let us have some cake).