Well, it's almost 3am on June 28th which is my birthday. I've tried to go to sleep several times but have been unable to do so. I didn't get my midnight phone call from Daddy singing completely out of tune to me. He would always call me on midnight of my birthday and sing, "Happy birthday to you, You belong in a zoo, you look like a monkey and you smell like one too!" Then he would always tell me the story of how he had to leave to take Mom to the hospital the night I was born and he missed his supper because of me. He sat and waited at that hospital for me to be delivered while his pork chops were sitting on the table at home....LOL **Sighs** Will it ever get any easier? Sad birthday to me, eh?
