Good Morning, Folks,

I have not forgotten to post—I didn’t have anything to say—and why dribble on and on without having anything to say?  We have politicians for that!

Yesterday, the 14th,  at a minute after midnight, I began celebrating my birthday! And it was a grand day; thank you for all your greetings, cards and wishes.

I remember waiting up until a minute after midnight of my birthday my first year at Luther. It was a magical time, sitting at the top of a windowed circular stairway, looking across campus with Steph, who became my best friend from college and the reason why I went to my 40th last weekend. I feel like it was yesterday.

But wait, I haven’t told you why the minute after midnight is the integral part of the story.  It was when I was born!

Well, actually, it was when the doctor cut the cord, officially designating the 14th as my birthdate.  I was actually out of my mother before midnight, but the doc wanted to give me a break.  I had already been a breach baby, coming out feet first, so delivery must have been difficult. So when I was out just a little before midnight, he waited to cut the cord until after midnight to make sure that I didn’t have any more bad luck with Friday the 13th birthdays.

Wasn’t that nice of him?

That’s why I often stay up until that time to see in my birth day.

Keep in mind, though, that it drives astrologers nuts.  They really have no idea when to start my star chart stuff.  Not that I have had it done so many times, I haven’t. But they really don’t know where to put me.

Sometimes, I don’t know where to put me!!! But, I did know where to put myself at the reunion at Luther. I was comfortable being myself —-my now self—-on my own terms—and that made going to the reunion sweet.  It was a triumph of the spirit.

NO, BUFFY!!! I was just on the phone and heard a noise that I knew meant that she was on the dining room table.  I turned around and sure enough, the chandelier was swinging.  Dang.  I moved the air puff motion sensor back to the table from the fireplace screen.  She’s like a two year old wanting my attention.

Here’s today’s wise words: Don’t place your mistakes on your head, their weight may crush you.  Instead, place them under your feet and use them as a platform to view your horizons.

Love you all,

Janet