Hmm...
OK the 17TH was my birthday and I turned 28.
I talked to my insurance company today and they told me they are flying me out for just a consultation on Monday. Man talking about bad communication! They had me all worked up over nothing at all!
My birthday was boring, just like the last one was, my mom did call me though. She sang happy birthday to me over the phone. How sweet of her, huh?
I wish my mom would quit stressing about being over here with me though. I will be OK, I am a grown boy now and I will come out of this OK. So please mom, quit worrying so much. It is going to be OK. I am sure of this.
3 comments:
paul-haha!! take it from me...it is a mom's JOB to worry!! and, think about it...if she didn't, you'd be bitching "my mom just doesn't CARE!!", right? haha! believe me, i never thought i'd be on this side of the argument! howEVER...it all changed when i had tif at 18...and, i had no idea you were a baby of 28! :-) whereas i'm the old lady of 42!
so, you're not having surgery on the 22nd? woohoo!
Well my Baby, I will worry about you till the day I die and you will always be my baby as will Ryan...I love you boys very much and yes I do know that you and he are grown. That does not change anything, you are still my babies.....I LOVE YOU...MA
LOL You both are making me blush!
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