Today, a special faithful blog reader (or bleader as I like to call them) of mine is having a birthday. Yes, my cousin Nate is turning 11. What a glorious age. I remember when I was 11, back in the 5th grade. Pokemon was still cool, Y2K had just happened (more like not happened) and I wanted to be a major league baseball player when I grew up. Good times. Happy Birthday Nate.
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I was there when this guy was born. Right outside the door at the hospital in LA. What an exciting moment to hear that cry (the newborn baby's) and then hear, "It's a boy!" Happy Birthday Nephew!
Aunt Mary, also known as Big Mary
Thanks Danny. Thanks for including me in your blog and recognizing my birthday.
Nate-The-Great
I resent the fact that you call us, your faithful blog readers, such a name as bleaders. Couldn't you refer to us as something more sensible, like realogers? Maybe not. It was just a thought.
Bleaders?? Ha, well, I am one of them.
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