A bad luck day?

Friday the 13th is always described as a bad day. Bad luck day. 13 in general isn't supposed to be a good number.

I say it's an awesome day.

Why?

This:


9:06pm on Friday, May 13th 1983 I entered the world.

Big ups for Friday the 13th. Without it, I would not be here.

So here are some baby pics of me. Because I was cute as a baby.

Grandma Yount thought so:


Aunt Grace thought so:

I loved baked goods as early as 1 year old:

CUPCAKE!!!

I love this pic just for how cute Tiffany is in it...

I had my puppy when I was little (It's Duke, not Buster.)

And this photo explains how I feel inside sometimes:

So again, Hooray for Friday the 13th!