She can have her cake, but she can't eat it too.
Today is my sister Jan's birthday. How old is she? Well, I can tell you that she's not five! Really I don't know, and I don't care to know. All I know is that she was born on Friday the 13th and that's when the tradition of it being an unlucky day started.
Actually, Jan knows that I love her, despite her deficiencies. She is the last of six children born into the home of Bob & Jo Green. Of the six, she is the only one born in Texas. The rest of us being Okies, have yet to forgive her for that.
(I'm the one with the cheesy grin down front on the left. Jan is in her mother's arms - the big baby.)
I'm hoping that after reading this post YOU, my blogging friends, will leave a birthday greeting to my baby sister. I will be happy to make sure that she sees it.
Happy birthday Jan!! And forget what I said about running home after school the day Mom and Dad brought you home from the hospital - not a bit of truth to that. (Y.A.T-H.).
P.S. Feel free to pass this little drawing on to your birthday-having friends.