Happy Birthday!

Another year older....blah, blah, blah.....whatever they say.  Not me mind you, but my Dad.  He's now fifty-blahnappaoloopyada....  So I'm not sure exactly, gimme a break!  It's a chore just keeping up with my own age.  See, when you're younger you don't really have a chance to forget your birthday because people are always asking you.  I haven't had anyone ask me in so long, so I forget from time to time.  Imagine my shock earlier this year when I was reminded that I was going to make 28.  To some that's not a big deal, but for me its it biggie since I'm going thru whats called a "quarter life crisis".  And this is only because at this point in my life I feel I should have more accomplishments.  ...but enough about selfish me.....Dad acted like celebrating his b-day was no big deal, but he loved it.....I know this because half, yes HALF of the cake was gone by morning.  .....uhm hmm...