Today is Saturday, December 15, 2012, and this past Wednesday I turned 60 years old.
I'd originally had plans to decorate my Epinions profile page with a birthday theme for the day of December 12 only and, after that, change it back to a Christmas theme.
However, I wanted for as many people to see it that way as possible before I changed it, so I went ahead and left it up.
However, I want to start redecorating for Christmas by shortly before or after midnight that brings in December 16, so this is going to be the last day for my birthday display.
I'm also going to share links to three of my Epinions with you now.
These, of course, will continue to be part of my collection of what I've written and will write at Epinions, so you don't have to hurry up and read them quite so quickly.
However, I hope that you'll read them very soon for the simple reason that I think you'll find them to be good reading and especially fitting for this time in history.
Here's transportation to them:
Today, I'm 60, And THE Black Dress Still Prefers To Stay In My Future...
Back in 1970 (42 years ago),I celebrated another milestone birthday: my 18th.Of course, I wanted to buy one of those THE Black Dress kind of black dresses to wear when my boyfriend took me somewhere special that evening.
This story shares the elusive nature of THE Black Dress when it comes to being owned by me as well as whether or not Gary was happy with what I finally ended up wearing.
Did I wear the right kind of outfit for what we ended up doing that evening?
Dear Don (Or To Whom It May Concern), Please Hold Me To This Promise...
This is my idea re: how to set up a truly fair and doable way for Uncle Sam to collect income taxes.If you like what you see, please make sure that you share it with at least five of your friends and encourage them to share it with at least five of their friends.
You might also want to share it with elected officials representing you.
In fact, it wouldn't make me at all unhappy if you shared this entire StickyBabble note with them.
Over Three Decades Ago--32 Years, To Be Exact--What Was I Doing?
Sharing my memories of late on December 8, 1980 when John Lennon was senselessly murdered.At this time, I don't exactly have a fat bank account (an understatement), but I decided to splurge some and order a delivery from Columbus Avenue Pizza.
After all, I had turned 60 and thought that milestone made me worthy of at least a little pampering.
As soon as I find the time, I'm going to write a glowing report about this wonderful Mom & Pop establishment!
I need to sign off for now and get this up and ready to share, but I hope that you'll go here to learn about a variety of great reads (mostly, by others but some by myself)...
Thanks for dropping by!
