All Hail the Birthday Queen

It is the 57th anniversary of the day that I emerged from the womb and embraced this big ball we call earth. In other words, it's my birthday.

Best birthday party as a kid: When I got to take my friends out to Queen Anne Kiddie Land. It was in the middle of nowhere (which I believe is now 494 and Highway 100). My favorite ride were the boats -- you would just sit in this boat and go around in a circle but I could put my hand out into the water and hear my mother yelling "Put your hand back in, put your hand back in" followed by a lecture about how I could lose my hand if I did that. But I kept doing it so obviously fear of dismemberment was not a big deterrent to me. I remember the old saying "Don't stick your hand out too far or it might go home in another car" yet I would stick that old hand out the window every chance I got.

Best birthday party as a so-called grown up (so far): My 40th birthday when I was obsessed with Harrison Ford (before he married that skinny little Colossal chick). My co-workers at RKM&C decorated my cube with pictures of HF and then while I was very busy working (yeah right) they gathered at the end of the hall and came to my cubicle with HF masks. It was so funny. That night I got together with my friends for pizza and we had the same masks. It was a very good day.

So happy womb emerging anniversary to me oh and Robert Redford and Patrick Swayze and Rosalyn Carter and Shelly Winters.

By the way this is also the 51st anniversary of the day when the first birth control prescription was filled -- I believe it was my mother and who could blame her.