Birthday Girl (guest post by hubby)

Happy Birthday Sherry. For years it was easy being Sherry's little brother, but the past few years things are beginning to change. I now get mistaken for being an older brother. You know most people look older as they get older but not Sherry, she has let everybody pass her and she looks the same and acts the same. But I am still her youngest brother. Isn't it funny how even as you get close to being classified as, well let me say passing out of middle age, how one can still feel like a little brother. I don't know how long this will go on but I am afraid I am doomed to that feeling. It's like you still always look up to your older sibling and expect them to tell you what to do. You still look for their approval and expect to get wise advice. Well, Sherry has always been a terrific older sister. Without getting into details that long have been forgotten, she has always been there for me. She really is still the great older sister that everyone needs. Thanks, Sherry, and I love you. Have a great birthday. If anybody asks when Earl takes you out to dinner, just tell them he robbed the cradle.