Plus one...

Today I get to add one more candle to my birthday cake, I am 33.

So the story goes.....

33 yrs ago my father was given the opportunity to name me.

My mother was 17 when she had my brother, and she named him. At 19, she knew my brother could not be an only child - so I entered the world. I 'think' around 11am in the morning.

The story is told that my father named me *Michelle*, without much hesitation. My mother waited for the rest, he looked at her as if to say, 'what else do you want?'

My mother waited for my middle name......my father looked around the room, acted thoughtful and then said Rose, we will call her Michelle Rose Bates. My father must have been rather pleased with himself, which sent my mothers red flags up, and after he left she gave the entire situation additional thought.

She says she was looking around the room, noticed the box of maxi pads on her hospital tray and it listed all of the months and their flowers. I was born in June, and the flower is a rose - ta-da!

My fathers epiphany, was not an epiphany at all.........to this day, my mother likes that story.

I am not sure if she likes because it makes my father look like fool or because my name came off a maxi pad box. Which is funny, but tacky at the same time.

Thank you to everyone who has sent a v/m, email or text.

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Last night Lance is walking around the kitchen and states, "I really want some cake."

I reply ' well just wait and pick one up tomorrow.'

Him (dead serious) 'What is tomorrow?'

Me 'It is my b-day, we should have cake'.

Him (totally stunned) - 'It is already your b-day...i totally forgot.'

Me - Imagin that....

We will see what tonight brings.......

I am blessed, I wear a smile today and thank god for the people in my life.