I've never been good with numbers. It's my mom's fault! LOL! I was the No. 5 kid, and she thought it would be fun to experiment on me. My first clock was backwards, too. Not only that, but I'm ambidextrous. My poor brain doesn't know which side to use.
Mom is a great gal, but a prankster. She used to put the bologne cardboard sign in my brother's sandwich.
Am I supposed to say this in a FReepathon? Gabz, no more White Sin for me.