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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Happy Birthday to ME....




Happy Birthday. That must mean I am to be happy today because many decades ago I was born on 11-22 at 12-22p.m. Which means I should, by all numerological definitions, be happier, have more, as well as have changed the world somehow. You see those are master numbers, according to the Greek Pythagoras who discovered the correlation between letters and numbers of which I have found to be amazing. Except for my own. Just kidding because I do have amazing numbers. 87649...that means in my soul I wish to master money and sometimes make myself a victim...(eewww I knew that) It means my personality is a loner, psychic, enjoying deja vu's. A more important number tells me I am a natural Mother, of people and animals. Next is the number that says I need security! No lie on that one. And the last and most important is that I am a humanitarian, a giver. If I am not giving I am not happy. And I do not do it to make anyone like me duh! Along with the ability to be an executive leader. Wonder when that will happen.....
So I am spending the day with my Grandest Granddaughter at the mall. We will be having a bourbon chicken Chinese lunch after looking at serious face cremes and a new cell phone with GPS....and who knows what else..oh yes, kitty litter! Basically just another day. Am I glad I was born. I have no choice so of course I am. So for my birthday I am asking for a "kewl" new truck for my middle son Cody! Perfect health for my only daughter. Freedom for my oldest son. And a new place for me to live also... Been here too long....6 years. Sometimes a new and refreshing area is good. L.A. would be great, but not time yet I guess. Unless I win my lotto numbers 4 - 12 - 13 - 21 - 22.....all my children's birth dates as well as mine. Because its always been them and I. Is that proper grammar? Who cares. Oh and I am sure I was born into the wrong family and or adopted. Ha!