When people hear my birthday is on the fourth of July they tend to get half excited and half incredulous. The odds of any day being someone's birthday are probably all equal, so get over it, but make no mistake: Having your B-day on a holiday sucks! Ok, it may not be as bad as being born on Christmas (you know, like Jesus wasn't) where everyone will give you "one big present that's for your birthday AND Christmas." Please, we all know your skimping. Still, people spend the fourth with family, no one's interested in hanging out with a Yankee Doodle Dandy. Sabrina is refusing to let her twins be born until the fifth for just such a reason. At least I can pretend the fireworks are for me.