And it comes in threes.

I am guess I am sort of superstitious. I had to admit it, but I am. I get nervous on Friday the 13th (yes, we had two of them back to back this year). I throw salt over my shoulder when I spill it. I wish on shooting stars. And I also tend to notice how things come in threes. This week was a sad week for the "three" rule. First my friend's grandmother was found in a diabetic coma on her kitchen floor. That was Tuesday, she is still in a coma and her outlook is not too good. Next, a friend of Neil's family died. A younger woman, completely unexpected. And then finally yesterday my neighbor's cute little 5 month year old chihuahua got hit by a car. So devastating!!

It is a rainy Friday. Hopefully the rain will wash away all the tragedy from the week. It has been a rough week in general, aside from all the death around me. I am having a small flare up, which is expected. However, this was a bad week for my head to hurt, my brain to quit processing and my eyes not to work- especially considering how much school work I had to catch up on. But I was a trooper and I did everything I needed to do. So maybe I can finally have a weekend of rest and relaxation that I so desperately need. I have two birthdays this weekend. Yes, Aries have hit with a vengeance. Luckily, I don't feel stressed out about the birthdays this month. I guess after the insanity of being Jessica's maid of honor, everything else seems calm.

So now in the month of April I guess I am looking for a job; waiting for my application to the college of Education to be accepting, so that I can register for summer classes; working on my documentary; painting the guest room; and working on my garden before it gets too hot to go outside. Neil and I are trying to figure out what to do for our birthday in July (we have the same birthday). So far we have talked about going to New Orleans, Chicago, a road trip through North Carolina or a trip to San Fran with a three night mini trip to Yosemite. So many options which all sound good. Neither of us have been to North Carolina or Yosemite. I hate wasting a trip on somewhere I have been. Plus, everywhere is so friggin hot in the summer. GRRRR! Hopefully we will figure it out soon. I was thinking that we could just put all of the options in a hat and pick one. I am a big supporter of picking ideas out of a hat and going for it. Sort of some preplanned spontaneity. <----oxymoron?

Next week is an exciting week. Monday Neil and I are going to see Amy Goodman talk at a WMNF benefit. I love Amy Goodman. She is inspires me more than I can express. Then Wednesday Jenn and I are going to Busch Gardens. Sun, fun, animals and roller coasters. Thursday Jenn and I are going to the beach. It is our spring break treat. She definitely needs one and I didn't get one since I was getting chemo on my spring break. One of the best memories I have with Jenn was at the beach during, a work week. Just before Zack died, he talked us into playing hooky and going to the beach for a day. Jenn came along. It was a beautiful day. And I remember Jenn and I floating in the ocean, talking about important life matters, yet feeling so carefree. That was over seven years ago, when we were still young and naive. In less than a month, Zack was dead. But I will always remember him lying on the sand. His beautiful face glowing in the sun with a smile that only a day at the beach could bring.

The rain has passed. It is time for the day to unfold.