Ya, I'm only 44!

Just realized something interesting today. I realized my birthday was not when my evil mother said it was. In fact, I was born in Washington State, not Utah. I was also born outside of a hospital and over two years later than my mother said I was born. So I'm excited today to find out that I am two years younger than I thought I was! 

I'm also a little sad though knowing that my mother placed me in elementary and high school classes with kids two years older than me. Physically speaking, being two years behind was a huge disadvantage for me in sports. I bet I would have played basketball at a bigger college if I had just had two more years in high school.

This never crossed my mind until just now. My birth certificate said I was older and I happened to be taller than most of the kids older than me anyway.  My mother knew how much I loved sports, why would she do this to me? This again proves once and for all that my parents were out to get me when I was younger and were undermining my potential from the very beginning. Academically/mentally this may have been a good thing for me though. 

Now I know why so many secret telephone agents over the years would ask me if I knew when my birthday was! This is crazy, I started driving when I was a reckless thirteen-and-a-half years old. (ha, ha, ha) I moved away from home when I was fourteen. And my mother just had to be sinister about my birthday-- she really made July 8th a curse for me in life!