My 30th birthday took place at one of the threshold times in my life. I had recently read The Spiral Dance, and was in the process of looking for a Wiccan group. Six weeks later I would attend my first Wicca class/ritual, and my life would be forever changed.
I said that I would tell this story, and here I keep that promise.
For my 20th birthday party, I held an all-day event at my house. Good food, good games, good people (not in that order, of course).
Continue reading “Brownie balls and monster cakes”
Last Wednesday was my birthday; I’m now 49. If you forgot, it’s OK; birthdays are my affectation, and I don’t expect everyone else to have the enthusiasm I do.
From catbirdgirl :
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don’t speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.
It can be anything you want – good or bad – BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you’re finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.