Let me please apologize for not paying attention to what I type. I guess I need more of those concentration meds. Let me explain.
I could not figure out what was going on when I received a PM from Ken wishing me a happy birthday, it wasn't my birthday. I thought that he may have gotten a hold of some of Frank's special meds and was lost in a moment. I accepted it and thanked him. Then I find this and I got worried, thinking it might be me that was on some really good meds and had just lost several months of time. I looked at my calendar to make sure that several months hadn't slipped by without me knowing it. I have been reliving some of my more poignant memories here lately and having a rough time with some. Anyway I have been trying to figure out why everyone was thinking it was my Birthday. Then I was looking at my profile (something I have to do often to make sure it is me that is typing) and noticed that I had transposed the month and the day. Now I feel really stupid.

I kind of feel like the guy in Papaw’s post, I keep dropping the ball and getting it and hoping that if I keep doing the same thing I will be able to hold on to it. That is almost a perfect description what insanity is.
I will tell you all that I am looking forward to my real birthday for sure. Marcie sending a Racy card to me, Oh my God, that expectation overwhelms me. That thought makes me have to double my metoprolol just slow my heart rate down,
an 8” X 10” will be fine Marcie, oops sorry Carl lost control again.
But on a serious note, please forgive for my stupid mistake and thank you for the wishes and trust I will hold and cherish each of them till the real birthday. God Bless you all!
