Bah, Nah, Nah, Nah, NAAH, NAAH!

Thought of the Day
On September 16, 1977 and giggly baby girl was born in Norfolk, Virginia to Stephen and Lisa Sullivan. My mother was not awake for the delivery as she chose to be drugged out for the C-section birth. When my mother came to and the nurses brought in her new bundle of joy, she started screaming and hollering, proclaiming she was certain she had a boy! She demanded to see her son and sent the nurses scrambling out of the room for cover. Apparently, my mother doesn't do well with medication.

If I have to hear that story every birthday, then so do you.

How's my birthday?

• Saw a man at the gas station who I swear was the Gordon's Fisherman.
• Got a sudden craving for fish sticks.
• Starting narrowing down possibly birthday candle wishes.
• Used the same "boob" to get me free gas this morning. 2 Boobs at Citgo will only get me an oil change.
• Found out my birth weight was really 7 pounds, 10 ounces. NOT, the 7 pounds, 11 ounces I've been telling everyone the last 28 years.
• Came to terms with the fact that I have been living a lie.
• Wondered how George Burns handled turning 28.
• Shouted "FUCK" out loud after realizing I am officially closer to 30 than 25.
• Starting the official planning of my 30th party. We'll be doin' it up Diddy style.
• Ironed my birthday suit.