And then I made the mistake of telling my sister I bought her a birthday present. She demanded to know what it was, how expensive it was, if she'd like it, if it was big, etc. I gave no hints, of course. Gee whiz. That child is more of a material girl than Madonna. But she's not such a child any more, she's turning 14 in 4 days. But she still looks and acts 10, so I'll probably still consider her a child until she starts maturing or at least developing. Sheesh.
Why am I tired? I've done nothing remotely exhilarating at all today. Hmmm.