Yup...I made it another year. I thought I was turning 36...but my parents let me know that I am actually turning 37. I swear the year of Taxotere and Carboplatin I lost time. I have been a year behind for my last 2 birthdays. No matter...I am turning 37...and that feels good.
Tonight I will be enjoying the company of my family and friends in the only way I know how...surrounded by rainbows. I have tried to pinpoint when my love affair with rainbows began. I collected stickers as a child and I was always so so happy when I would get a new rainbow sticker. I liked them even better than the scratch and sniff stickers I got for having a fit free allergy shot (I didn't have very many scratch and sniff stickers.)
Seeing a rainbow in the sky makes me giddy and the few times I have been lucky enough to see a double rainbow I thought I might pass out on the spot...it's a good thing I did't pass out because I saw one of my double rainbows while driving. I love making rainbow cakes where the icing is plain old white but the cake inside is all the colors of the rainbow.
If I take the time to organize anything...I organize in rainbow order (nail polish, clothes in my closet, colored pencils, stuffed animals, etc.)
The Bug insisted I get a pillow pet. She was convinced my life cold not possibly be complete without a pillow pet. So for about a year I told her the only pillow pet I wanted was the moose. The moose had been discontinued, so it was a good way for me to get out of getting a pillow pet without hurting "The Bug's" feelings. Then we were walking through the mall and there it was the only pillow pet that could ever hope to trump moose...rainbow...tie dye...unicorn. I mean really...it is like the pillow pet people opened up my brain and took three of my favorite things and mashed them together. so now I have that pillow pet and if I get scared she makes it a little better.
I also love how many of my friends are also enamored with all things rainbow. I guess we rainbow folks tend to seek each other out. At least 2 of my closest friends have the same OCD tendencies as I do when it comes to the rainbow. There is an order to a rainbow in the sky...so there should be an order to all other rainbow things. If I find something rainbow hued but the colors are in the wrond order or there is a color missing I keep on walking. It seems silly, but his name is ROY G. BIV. Not YOG R. VIB or any other silly variation.
So there you have it...one of the many quirks I have picked up along the way during my 37 on this planet. Hopefully I will have another 37 to pick up many many more odd little things that make me unique.
To the Moon and back my friends,