I woke up to a bouquet of birthday wishes in my in-box--thank you so much dear friends and readers and fellow writers who make my life so rich! I've always had mixed feelings about having a birthday on December 31. As a child it meant I could never have an ordinary party with my school friends because they were all away visiting Grandma. But things have gotten much better as an adult. I think I'm more suited to adulthood in many ways, but anyway, a New Year's Eve birthday means Herr Doktor can always take off work, and every one toasts my day in some form or another, and also that it's easier to figure out how old I am (forty-eight as of six a.m.).
This year's birthday is special for a celestial reason. It's a blue moon, which hasn't happened since 1990 and won't again until 2028. Somehow it feels like this should mean something. Then again, I suppose I spend most of my conscious awareness searching for meaning of some sort. So, I'll just keep being myself today! Plans include pannetone for breakfast, lunch in a Chinatown restaurant that piqued my interest last January, and a bottle of Taittinger this evening while I force my guys to watch documentaries, like 49-Up. I love documentaries, so I'm taking advantage of my "queen for the day" status!
Please join me in a glass of bubbly or beer to toast a New Year of creative exploration and sensual delights for us all!