Birthday Wishes & Shamrock Dreams :P

Today is my mom's birthday.
And, no, before you ask, she is not a leprechaun.
I imagine it's a bit of pain sharing your birthday with a significant holiday. I seem to recall more than once, her birthday cake had a leprechaun on it. At least one such leprechaun wound up preserved in the freezer for an ungodly length of time. I'm not certain what happened to it. Perhaps it spontaneously came to life and fled the freezer for warmer climes. Who knows?
Personally, I think my mom lucked out. After all, being born on St. Patrick's Day is better than being born on Christmas or Easter. I mean, on those days she'd be competing against Jesus for attention, and how the hell do you win in that situation?
Seriously, though, today is my mom's birthday and, even though she sometimes drives me crazy, as all good mothers do, I love her more than sliced bread.
Happy birthday, mom.
Hope you have a good one.
Still alive and wondering if my mom actually reads this blog? - G.