When I was about five years old I got the feeling that I would die when I turned 42. I was born November 11, 1969. I turn 42 on 11/11/2011. I was a clever kid but there isn't anything in my childhood to explain that. And oddly, I'm not really all that freaked as the date approaches. Go figure.
Hey, ya remember that one time? Yeah? That time where we did that thing and you laughed and I turned all red in the face?
Good times. Good times.
Wow, how do I follow that! (the Elsa P chat!) I comment back on your wonderful Harvey quote. I refer to my kids as my Pooka's. That will always be my favorite quote. xo C
Thanks for last night. ;)
Was it as good for you as it was for me?
::smiles::
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