Today is mom's birthday. My brother just texted me to find out exactly how old she is today. I was about to text back 86 but then I did the math. Nope. She's 87. Holy cow. All year long I've thought she was 85. Then my sister chimed in on the text that mom was actually a preemie and weighed less than 5 pounds at birth. I'd never heard that. No wonder she's still alive. She's one tough old bird. It's so funny finding out stuff you never knew about family.
The day is young. No telling what else I'll find out today.