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Sunday Review: The Count Down Has Begun

It is Sunday, December 1, 2013, which means a review of the past week. Since this is my birth month the only review I am posting is "Invalid Entry"  in "Writing in Snow" . There are now officially 23 days until my 67th birthday. I was born on December 24, 1946 at 11 minutes before midnight. According to my mother, I was born completely bald and remained bald until somewhere between 1 and 2 years old. Even though I cannot consciously remember being without hair, I think the experience did have an effect on me because I think bald is beautiful and that bald men are sexier the men who have fulls head of hair.

Bald is beautiful
a hairless pate turns me on
sends chills up my spine.

In honor of my birth month, I am going to attempt to make 31 entries in "Welcome to My Life"  about the weird happenings that always occur in my life during December. December seems to attract all sorts of joyful and sorrowful weirdness into my life. This, of course, could just be my opinion, so anyone reading this entry can take it with a grain of sale (if that person is not on a salt free diet), but Decembers seem to generate more weirdness in my life then any other month of the year. Another weird fact about me is that I think beards make a man look sexy, which means (and I may regret writing this) that bald bearded men turn my legs to melted butter and make me even more graceful (i.e. clumsy) then I already am.

Beards are beautiful
bald bearded men turn me on
cause me to blubber.

I have set my goals for this week in "Invalid Entry"  of "Writing in Snow" . One of those goals is to answer the questions in "Questions to Answer When Reviewing the Year"  of "The Snowflake Chronicles" . I am not sure how long it will take me to answer all those questions, but I hope to have written answers to all of them by December 31, 2013. Right now there are 21 questions in that entry and I may add more if I come across or think of any thing else I need to review.

Thought of the Day: "How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?" - Dr. Seuss