  Happy Birthday to me...it started out WONDERFULLY. My parents called just before 4:30 am to sing Happy Birthday to me...they were too funny. Then my sister Lisa called & had the kids sing with her to me. Fat baby refused to say a word. My grandmother left me a message after I'd left for work. I called her when I got to work & as soon as she said "hello" I said "where is my song" and she immediately started singing. I laughed so hard. My grandmother's been singing to me (in her special way) every birthday since I was in elementary school.
It's tradition & I love it (so does she). My co-worker had her daughter bake me a strawberry & whipped cream cake. It was soooo good! I had no intention of doing a whole lot at work today, but that thought backfired on me. I wound up working myself to state of exhaustion (why am I still up?). All of my friends (including back east) called with good wishes. That felt good. Wes came over...his gift was to take me out to dinner (next week), so he gave me a "little" gift for today. I opened the gift bag & there was this little, cute, purple bear inside. I pulled it out & went to hug it & there was a "little green bag" clipped to the bear's ear. It's called "knockout. " And it did just that to me for a little while... Rob: Wes invited you to go to the Cannabis Fest with him this weekend. I feel good...but very sleepy... 
