The Hills are on Fire

Taken about 15 minutes ago from our backyard. Crazy!!

How did I get to be so "lucky"?

Seriously, jury duty? AGAIN??

Argh!

Half-Birthday

Today is my half-birthday.

At a certain point - probably around the age of 8 or 9, the half-birthdays don't mean so much to most people.

However, my regular birthday is in September. To shed some light on the system, most kids report to school/their new grade in early September. Therefore, by the third week in September (on or about the 23rd), most kids haven't decided who they like or who they don't like. Therefore, my birthday sucked every year because I didn't technically know who my friends were.

So, I started trying to celebrate my half-birthday. We were six months into the school year at that point - and I had a good idea of who was cool/who sucked. Allegedly. So I developed a random fondness for the half-birthday. Like I said, about 30 or 35 years ago, the beauty of the CONCEPT wore off. However, still, it was all/somewhat about me. Which means...

Today I am forty-three and a half. It's my half birthday. Where is my half-present??

Well, that's not something you see every day...

It's a woman driving down the road (actually, stopped at the stoplight near my house) with her cat riding with her in the front seat.

Luckily I had my camera with me and could snap a photo before the light turned green. And the world fell off of it's axis.

The Final Countdown!

I can't believe that St. Patrick's Day is almost here...

Here's a snap of the 'countdown clock' at my local Irish Pub...

(that's two days, five hours and 20 minutes...)

Slainte!

I bet if YOU had a blog...

You'd want to tell everyone about this article in the MyWebTimes.com.

But you don't.

So you can't.