My actual birth time seems to vary, dependent on Maman or TC.

TC, per usual, maintains his “correctness” — after all, as he points out, he wasn’t the one hopped up on drugs and semi coherent. He was all up in his lawyerness pre-delivery. Making sure nothing went wrong, and most likely worrying about every little thing that could.

It seems that I made my entrance somewhere between 9:20 and 9:40.

TC says 9:35. Maman says 9:23, or sometimes 9:38. Go figure. Depending on my mood, I use all three.

It’s been a great day. Nothing short of wonderfulness, relaxation and the reminder of how blessed and full my life is with the absolute best friends and loving family.

Oh, and the candy. Lest I forget those important goods.

It’s been some serious candy. Steady stream all day. Beginning with cake for breakfast. Goes so great with coffee.

I’m definitely savoring the deliciousness in all things today … from the gorgeous, warm {yet not too warm} sun, to the laughter and just all the plain birthday goodness.

This 5164BJ  is quite possibly my favorite picture. Yes, I know — a bold statement to make. But it’s true. It doesn’t get much more “at one with The Universe” than this.

Maman and I were taking care of my adorable niece one weekend, at their place in South Carolina. We went out for dinner, I paralled park, and was completely shocked when I looked at the liscense plate of the car parked infront of us:

5164BJ.

516 – my birthday. The 4BJ part? Well, that would be Maman {the BJ, that is}.

Whenever I need a reminder of the power and perfection that is this world, this is it. A lovely reminder on this day where it’s 4BJ who brought me here.