I'm horrible with birthday's. i never remember them, thats one thing i like about facebook, their convenient reminders for potheads like me. As soon as i found out i got a little emotional. Having clear memories of someone from birth until now is an odd things to experience. Faults, different lifestyles and bad choices aside she's one of the only people in my dad's side of the family i can just hang out with and have a good fun time with. She's also given me a beautiful nephew. ugh, i might go cry now.