I really, really admire all this man has accomplished in his career(s). All the medals and accolades are certainly impressive. He served his country with honor and distinction, and thousands of soldiers looked up to him and were inspired.
But as a father and grandfather, well, let's just say there's definitely room for improvement. And that's putting it very diplomatically.
Thanks for forgetting my birthday AGAIN, Dad.
My Dad e-mailed me this morning to wish me a Happy Birthday. He thinks my birthday is March 5th. 03/03/70. You'd think THREE-THREE would be easy to remember. Oh, well, I guess it's the thought that counts.
Yeah, he is about as sorry as they come.
Didn't we just have this conversation yesterday?
aw, happy birthday anyway....I do hope you had a good one.
I DID! I'm still celebrating, too.
Just went to Barnes&Noble today...
Aw,crap, honey! And I was so wrapped around the axle of a big drama that I missed it - Happy Belated Birthday, you fabulous thing! And many, many more!
Drama? Dish the dirt, Baby!
Thanks for the B'day wishes, Phlegm...I was starting to think you didn't lurve me anymore...*sniff*
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