Mayday

When I was in 3rd grade I had a teacher named, Mrs. Caruthers. She was one of the most influential teachers I had in my education. She taught me that being different from everyone else was okay. I will always hold her close to my heart. To say she was eccentric is an understatement. We had a shared passion for garfield (the comic not the president) and a love for lasagna. I hate that she died of cancer 3 years later and I never got to show my appreciation for what a wonderful role model she was to me.

Mrs. Caruthers had this tradition of marking the beginning of each month (for good luck) with saying, "rabbits, rabbits, rabbits" when she woke up, before saying anything else. She told our class about this and I've been doing it (trying at least) on the first of the month, every month, since 3rd grade for good luck.

This morning, the first thing I said was not "rabbits, rabbits, rabbits". It was "I love you" ( I forgot damn it).

And his response? It was "rabbits rabbits rabbits" followed by "I love you" followed by the birthday song. What an awesome start to the day.

I love being born on a day that almost always has excellent weather. It always makes for lovely celebration.

Oh and I was informed this morning that in celebration of my birth, we'd be going SKYDIVING Saturday! How cool is that?!!!! I've always wanted to go and am very, very excited. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the storm holds off until Sunday.