Perhaps you are wondering why my ultimate birthday is coming the day before the actual day. Tomorrow's post will be a birthday thought. I'm hoping that this place of realizing some of my shit will subside so I can write a genuine birthday thought and not something that is self-defeating.
So, are you on the edge of your seat to figure out the best birthday ever? Well, no surprise, it's actually the day I was born.
Many of you probably don't know that I was born in Louisville, Kentucky. The funny story about my birth is that supposedly, my dad attempted to make potato salad and it was so bad that it caused my mom to go into labor.
I was born one minute short of St. Patrick's Day, 11:59 pm on March 16, 1980. I was 7lbs, a few ounces and about 20 inches long. The beauty of my birthday is that I shared it with my grandmother for 26 years and my sister was born 10 years before me on March 14th. My cousin was born on March 17th and he's now a freshman at LSU. So March is a good month for my family.
Plus in March I know at least 10 people who have birthdays. Yes it was a pain in high school, but these are people who mean a ton to me.
So happy birthday! and get ready to celebrate....it's gonna be big.