It seems tradition for something lousy to happen on or around my birthday. It also seems that if I'm around other people than it can happen to them instead. Mother's Day falling on my birthday this year meant we were visiting my family for the weekend. This year my mom's boyfriend managed to fall, cut his hand and break several of his teeth trying to avoid stepping on my daughter. I'd be unhappy but I'm just grateful that it wasn't me.
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