Birthday Girl
Yes, dear reader, today is my birthday. Thank you. Thank you very much. I share my special day with:
Henry Hudson, explorer [I like to feel I'm keeping his spirit alive if only by trying new cocktails]
Richard Gatling, inventor of--well, what would you expect-- the gatling gun and in truth, I've always felt that the same things keep happening to me over and over and over again. BANG. OUCH. STOP IT. Luckily not actual bullets.
H.H. Asquith, Prime Minister of the UK [quite pleasing to an anglophile like me]
I could just see this guy on Upstairs Downstairs.
Alfred Knopf, American publisher [OMG, wouldn't I love to get a deal with them! ]
Knopf Publishers typically like a bit more "heavy-ocity" than I have in my work. HEY! WHAT'S LIGHTWEIGHT ABOUT GROCERY SHOPPING? YOU TRY WALKING THROUGH HANNAFORD'S AND STAYING LITERARY, OKAY? THEN WE'LL TALK.
Jesse Owens, American athlete in the 1936 Berlin Olympics--yeah, baby!!! F you, Adolph!
Paul McCartney's son James McCartney, here looking far more like Larry Bird.
Gosh, I guess that means somewhere in the world the McCartneys are gathered for a festive dinner. Maybe my friends and I will run into them at the winery in Bolton.
Caroline Aigle, first female French fighter pilot
Let's face it, I'm putting Caroline here because I COULDN'T FIND ANY OTHER WOMEN! I'm proud to be associated with Mlle. Aigle, though Wikipedia says she died in 2007. Oops. I'm still happy she got to fly those fighters and I'm sure she KICKED ASS.
September 12 is the 255th day of the year. Gosh, it doesn't feel like that, does it?
Are you ready? There are 110 days remaining in this year.
I don't need to tell my regular readers what some of them will be. UGH and UBER-UGH.
The h-h-h-well, you know.
Still happy.
love,becky
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