3:05 or 3:10
it's kind of up in the air. my mom called this morning to wish me a happy birthday and said she will always remember that i was born at 3:05 because she thought that was my weight and nearly had a heart attack (please, i was a whopping 5lbs 6oz). then dad called this afternoon a little after three and said, well i remember it clearly, it was 3:10 we nearly had a heart attack... you get the picture. either way, today i am 33. and it has been the best day. text messages, phone calls, flickr photos, emails and wishes from facebook have been pouring in literally all day long. david and the kids surprised me with GOLD SHOES. gold people. i love them. then i came home to surprise flowers from around the world, my favorite little hamster was invovled, i'm sure of it. and even a second trip to the auto repair shop can't get me down today. no it can not. so off i go (in gold shoes of course) to dinner & a movie with david, because my brother gifted me with some babysitting. a very smart gift indeed. thank you so everyone for all the love. it's truly done a girl good.