Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
My mother had told the story a couple of times when I was growing up, how she was in labor for 23 hours and I was born at 12:05. I always bragged about my timing -- missing April Fool's Day by five minutes. I drew up natal horoscopes in college showing my sun sign [fire], my moon sign [air] and my rising sign [fire] -- the latter two being dependent on the time of birth.
My mother knew all this of course.
When she moved in with me briefly in 2007, one of the things she told me with that shitty particularly nasty smirk and hateful look spiteful gleam in her eye, was that it was 12:05 PM not 12:05 AM and that I have been wrong all these years. Was this part of the dementia? Was this something that she knew all along and kept from me all those years, laughing at me? The joke is on me either way, neh?
I guess I could try and find the records from 1950 and find out, but I haven't.
Everyone loves to get flowers at work. Kit has sent me bouquets for my birthday every year for the past 25 years!