Not much going on here. Roz and I are just watching a movie "Spy Kids 3". Rick is sleeping. Keanul is out and about with his cousin Jarad and Jarad's friend Brandon. Hope they are behaving themselves. As I sit here I think to myself. It is here! He is a teenager!! I hope the troubling years aren't coming. You know the nail biting, hair pulling, pacing back and forth, where is he, years!

It probably has nothing to do with him. My birthday is around the corner. Another year gone by. Every birthday I feel as if it's another day. When your a child your birthday is exciting and fun. As a teenager your counting your birthdays until the day you get your drives licences. Then you can't wait to be eighteen, because than you are an adult. You can vote! Your parents can't tell you what to do any more. You are your own person. Then you wait until your 21!! WooHooo you can drink, legally! As a kid there was always something to look forward to. How come we lose are spark in birthday. Instead of getting excited; we get the birthday blues.

So, one of these years for my birthday what I really want to do is go see either Oprah or Ellen. With my family and friends. Oprah we can just drive. And Ellen we would have to fly. What fun that would be! That would put excitement back into birthdays.