I called to wish my friend Req a Happy Birthday today. I asked if she liked her birthday present... as we had some snow on the ground and I was taking complete credit for it. She gushed on and on and ON about the purity and loveliness that is snow and how blessed her day is because of it.
Then I realized my birthday is in August. The most I could hope for is a tornado or hurricane passing through.
Req's birthday gets a pretty blanket of fluffy white stuff. My birthday gets death and destruction.
Life is so not fair.
Happy Birthday Req!