Remembering parents.

Saturday and Sunday were my now deceased parents' birthdays.  I always had trouble remembering which was on the 7th and which was on the 8th.  Actually as a kid, I just plain had trouble remembering them at all.  I remember one year when I was in college, my brother who was in HS went to the gas station and made a long distance call to remind me.  Of course he had to charge the call to the home phone.  What he didn't realize was that the operator called the home phone to make sure it was okay to bill to it.  haha  My mother, the sleuth, had it all figured out and wasn't a bit surprised when shortly thereafter she received a belated birthday call from me.  All of this reminiscence brings up how different the world was then!  Pay phones -- wow!  

Anyway, I guess the brief memory of mom and dad's birthdays fueled my need to stay young and vital and as geeky as possible -- leading to my first blog.