Another bad birthday...

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My grandfather died this morning. Now my parents are running around like chickens with their heads cut off because my dad is the executor of all my grandfather's things and the funeral. As for me, I am off to drive to Buffalo today because my sister is flying in, in hopes of making it to my grandfather's funeral. I have been up for forever due to my mom insisting on yelling up the stairs to my dad at 4am this morning rather than walking up the stairs and waking him up in a civil manner. That's my mother for you. She proceeded to talk to the cat, who happened to be right outside of my door, in baby talk all morning long. Needless to say, this has not been the start of a good day.

Looking on the bright side, I get to meet my nephew Eli for the very first time.