My oldest daughter turned twenty yesterday morning at 7:38 a.m. Her birth was easy. I wish her brothers had followed in her footsteps in that area. She has turned out to be a remarkable young woman. She can blow spit bubbles off of her tongue. I know! It is very impressive. The French Chicks were laughing hysterically at her talent as I tried to dodge the bubbles while watching Detroit beat the Rangers from the mile high seats at The Ranger Stadium in Arlington. According to Haley I'm the only one that finds her talent disgusting.
Since I am now old enough to have a twenty year old I am tired and going to bed, I mean, sleep. I'm already in bed. Having a twenty year old does that to a person.