Happy Birthday DadY

Today is an important day in my life. It's DadY's birthday. If DadY wasn't ever born, then I wouldn't be here, and y'all would have much less interesting lives.

Yesterday was Cousin DanY's birthday. He's getting so grown up. I remember when he was born, and now he is old enough to drive. I'm really getting up there. Oh, wait, no. I might be able to drive a car, but I still can't rent one. That's still more than a year away. I think that's the only age related thing I have left to look forward to. Renting a car. By the time I'm old enough for social security, it won't exist anymore, so I've crossed that off my list of things to come. Maybe that's why people have children. So they can look forward to their children being old enough to do things. Yes? No? I don't know.

I think that's it for birthdays. Um...let's see. Bethmania is cooking dinner tomorrow night, which means I have to clean up my horrendous mess today. The apartment looks like a Christmas tornado blew through. I'm a very good present wrapper, I'm just not neat about it. So I have to pick up all the little plastic pieces from the backs of bows, and all the wrapping paper scraps, and all the price tags. I love Christmas. Back to Bethmania, I'm not sure what she's cooking. I guess I'll be surprised. But Marea the Huntress is coming (I think) and I haven't seen since the great moving trip in August, so I'm pretty excited about that.

BS and I are trekking all the way out to Eden Prairie tonight to have a birthday dinner with DadY and MomY. We're going to the Lion's Tap, which I love. The only problem is that I have yet to make it to there without getting lost. Everytime. Bethmania and I once wound up in Norwood Young America. BS seems to know where she's going, so hopefully we make it there on the first try. I'll keep you posted.