Solstice

As the days return to gradually getting longer, I think about the sun. This bright hot thing in the sky that sustains life on this planet. As an object of worship, it doesn't get much better than this. Big, bright, powerful, warm, almost too warm sometimes. It's heat can give life, but can also kill. Without it's light, we cannot survive.


I'm one of these people who get the winter blahs. I could take the cold and snow, if it weren't for the darkness. By the time I get to work lately, it is already dark. I have always hated a dark suppertime. So we light lights, we make our homes cozy. We feast and make merry.


I can totally understand why the sun was/is worshipped.

Birthday Oz

My first born and I share a birthday. In fact, she came about a week early in order to do so. On that day last week, she was looking at the internets for famous people who share December 3 as well. She mentioned that Ozzy Osbourne was one.



Why am I just now hearing about this?


So I looked it up myself and the site mentioned that he was married to a Libra (Sharon) as am I. I found that interesting, but didn't look at Sharon's birthdate until the next night while telling my hubby about it.


I whipped out my phone and wikipedia'ed her and guess what?






She and my husband share a birthday.




Weird:)




One of my favorites:

The whole album is superb.

54

Two Saturdays ago, my station included table number 54. On one of the rounds, the guest's bill came to $54.54. I thought that was pretty cool and showed Jennifer, one of my section buddies. 

This past Saturday (one week later), I got the same section, and was taken back when once again table 54's check came to $54.54. I showed Jennifer to make sure that this really happened twice and she remembered it from the previous time as well. 

Weird.

I remember last year seeing 11:11 or 1:11 on the clock all the time. I read somewhere that that is supposed to mean something, but was I just LOOKING at the clock at those times, or just noticing them above the other many times I looked? 

A couple of months ago, in one week my change at the grocery store was $6.66 and the change I gave out to a table at the restaurant was also $6.66. I wouldn't have thought much about the two, but they occurred within a few days of each other.

It was a little creepy.

Numbers are fascinating. Three of my six children were born on some family member's birthday, my first being born on mine. The first three were born on "First Friday", which had a significant meaning to me at the time. 

Just some numbery thoughts:)