In our house the number 15 is lucky. Dh is Sept 15, we had a cat who was born on March 15 (we got to see him born!) and we currently have a cat that the vet estimated was born on June 15. When I was pg w/ds, we had hoped he’d be born on the 15th, but he was born on the 6th instead.
I’m an odd ball in my family - my grandma was born in March, my dad in April, my sister & grandpa in May and my mom in June. Me? I’m stuck in September! July would have been logical. [size=2]What is logical is that my parents celebrated their 1st wedding anniversary at the end of December 1976 and I came along in September 1977…a little to much champagne…do the math! :oops: [/size]
Tell that to my life! Well…I take that back. It’s lucky now, since I met Marvin. [/quote]
I’ve had my horrid moments too, Sandy so I feel your pain - I’m just thrilled that you are so happy with Marvin now!
Of course it counts , any 7 counts: phone number, age, e-mail address, birthday, tatto, number of pets…I’m just in love with the number 7! :shrug:
My oldest son Josh was born in August of 1985, two days before his dad’s birthday. The wild thing is that his dad was born August of 1958!
Another thing, Josh was born on my uncle’s birthday. That uncle passed away when he was just 16 years old. I was 6 years old at the time, and just LOVED him. He used to go around whistling Beatles tunes when he was alive, and always looked so COOL. I thought it was so neat that my first son was born on his birthday.
Me too. 9 months after my parents anniversary. My brother’s birthday is 3 days after mine too.
May 4th here.[/quote]
I was born right before the divorce. Mom remarried at the end of January, so my age and their number of anniversary years is always the same. There is a wedding sampler somewhere that has the wedding date, my brother’s birthday and my birthday, and both birthdays come BEFORE the wedding date!