Talk about Mercury in retrograde. Or how a Virgo's birthday week comes to a close.....
I wrote a post, it didn't post.
My phone has claimed it has no service though I've been able to use computers, both at home and at work today.
I'm afraid I've missed my chance to meet Becca.
I've been slightly at odds with my coworkers, at least in my head.
And the guy at the hardware store asked me if the young girl I ride around with is my daughter. Happy Birthday to me.
Just call me Ms. Crankypants.
And then accept an invitation to join in Monday for a party in the house. With flowers and such. FITH, we call it.
For those of you who are new I'll give you a gander at July's.
Nice, no?
So all you have to do is put some flowers or leaves or berries in a vase. If you live in a climate where spring is in the works maybe show us a pot of blooming bulbs.
Then you come over and link up. We go to your house, you come to ours.
It's a global flower chain.
World peace, one blossom at a time.
And the birthday? Wonderful. The best yet. Except for the hardware incident ;-)
RSVP.
xo Jane
