I had a *wicked* good time on my birthday right up until someone stole my purse--with my wallet, money, all my ID, my cell phone, my keys, my favorite pen and lip gloss, etc. I'm still holding out hope that the person who took it will return at least some of the stuff. In any case, I didn't discover the theft until Saturday so officially I don't consider it to have happened on my birthday. Otherwise, Saturday was a bomb in many ways. In any case, if I've ever had your telephone number and you want me to have it once again, phone me or email me with it and I shall be indebted to you.

Happy Spring Equinox!