It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to. Or not.

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I had prepared two posts for today.  My first one talked about how my best friend and I used to play make-believe, with me as the “princess.”  We were always trying to escape the “bad guys” who wanted to kidnap me for my fortune of precious stones.  Then I wrote about the fun plans I’d made for my birthday: the annual tree lighting at a local train station and a ride on the kiddie train for our inner child; live music, drinks and appetizers at a nearby restaurant for the grown-up in each of us.  But my second post lamented the rain forecasted for today, and my decision to cancel the party, opting for sweatpants and a movie from Redbox.  However, I’ve decided not to let the weather ruin my plans (even if the first half of my party gets rained out).  Because today I’m a true princess (complete with tiara), only the precious gems are those who I share my life with.

What’s your fondest birthday memory?

Forget me, forget-me-not

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Every composer knows the anguish and despair occasioned
by forgetting ideas which one had no time to write down.
~ Hector Berlioz

While I was vacuuming my tiles this past weekend, an idea for a blog post popped into my mind and before I even finished my task, I forgot what this “brilliant” piece of rhetoric was all about.  Ugh.  My dad would say the memory is the “first thing to go” as I approach the rusty, er, golden years.  I’d prefer to think I just have too much occupying my gray matter and that’s what Franklin (my day planner) is for … or my ever-ready post-it-notes on my desk at work.  Only I didn’t even have a chance to jot it down.  Obviously, my idea must not have been that important but, at the time I thought of it, it was enlightened and a topic I was eager to explore.  Hopefully the kernel of muse will germinate and grow into something even bigger and better.  And maybe when I finish dusting or wash the floors, it will pop back into my head with bells on.  Until then, when inspiration strikes, I need to key a few words into my cell phone’s notepad to help trigger the memory.  Wait, how will I remember to do that?

Do you have a fool-proof way to keep from misplacing a thought or two?