Ok, I'm stealing the title from Sam's Known and Unknown format - but it is oh so fitting.

Before I even start let me say that I know my brother will probably comment that I am being a baby and I already know that I am one. I live in a family filled with babies. So it cannot be helped.

My parents and brothers leave tomorrow to come visit in Ontario. How long they will stay is anyone's guess. First, they were to stay until August 9th -- but that's the day I move into my new apartment, so I said, "why don't you leave on the 12th -- that way you can actually see my place, help us out AND be here for my 30th birthday." My mom gives the standard hmm and haw, but acknowledges that she has holidays until August 21st. In my mind, I was sure that meant: Done Deal.

Well in talking to my sister last night -- she claims it is impossible for them to stay until my birthday because they have to be back to watch her son on the 14th. I was like -- well they'll be back Tuesday, find a sitter. Well that's just impossible (why?) and "Krista what are you three -- why do you need mommy and daddy to be there for your birthday anyway?" I again, had to bite my tongue at the many retorts that came to mind and still do. I could get into the details of why she is just as big a baby as me, but what's the point.

Maybe turning thirty will require quiet contemplation. Yes, I should be glad they won't be here.

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When I post this they will all shit their pants thinking it is an attack on them but it isn't -- it is free therapy for me.