It was a Friday
Mom tells me it was early on a Friday morining that I was born. Six days later we both came home from the hospital and it was a Thursday also known as Thanksgiving Day. So, that is the true story of Thanksgiving Day and my birthday.
I have my hair back to light golden brown and it had grown out enough that I could have a great haircut. So, here I am with my new outfit and we decided to take off for a few days and celebrate my birthday. I know…….I don’t really look my age
The Y is really working out. All I can say is Y-M-C-A (you supply the music here)
When I was born I was so surprised I didn’t talk for a year and a half. ~ Gracie Allen
You can only be young once. But you can always be immature. ~ Dave Barry