You pray that your niece is not born on March 15th! March 15th, the Ides of March, is the same day Julius Caesar was killed by his most trusted friends and confidants.
Here I am in a nutshell: I want to be a professional singer and diva, but I cannot carry a tune. I want to be Martha Stewart, but my creative energy stops at the idea. I want to be a tap dancer who wears sequins and top hats, but I have no rhythm. In addition, I am a middle child and the blacksheep of the family. That is me, and here are my stories!
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