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Walked this morning.  Saw two doe.  One failed her Jumping Fences roll.  Which is good, because the drop into the dry Canal on the other side of that fence would have snapped her front legs like kindling.  Luckily the car coming around the bend saw her and she made it across the road.  Her friend practically walked it because all danger was gone by then.  Such dumb creatures.

A friend's house had a duck alarm going off.  Little female mallard sitting on the apex of the roof, surely waking Miss Elizabeth a little too early on this fine morning.  She'd stop whenever she noticed us.  Yeah, Ducky.  Yer subtle.  No idea what she was on about.

Three Great Blue Herons overflew us this morning.  I'm so used to seeing them alone!  Three is a lucky number, right?

Cormorants are hanging out on a dead tree in the middle of the River that was trapped in the silt during Irene or Lee last year (I get them confused).  What is it with me and birds?

I feel like May has just started and yet it's almost over. I have Steampunk World's Fair next weekend. Then I get on a plane to MisCon.  One day after getting back, we're off to STX on a scouting mission for a week.  Lots to discover.

Then there's a friend's new house party in June, our family reunion in July, and a family wedding in August.  Why does everyone have to get married during Pennsic?  And although I love this cousin and I missed his last wedding 30 years ago, this one might be a little too "Jersey Shore" for me.  The amount of plastic surgery in the new bride's family is a bit astonishing.

Me, I'm finding new white hairs everyday.  And they are corkscrew curly.  Man, I'm gonna have a white 'Fro!  This is awesome!  I'm gonna be this little brown (from practically living outdoors) uberfit old lady crowned with a silver Afro.  AWESOME!  Can't wait!  Can it happen tomorrow?

You know, on the phone with my Mum the other day, talking about my new cousins and their fondness for Botox, I remembered something.  When I worked in the brokerage firm in NYC back in my 20s, no one took me seriously.  Everyone thought I was a high school student with a summer job.  I was 22 with a degree from a great university launching a career in high finance, but everyone thought I was a kid.  When I was in my late 20s and early 30s, I consistently got treated like a college kid.  I remember meeting one of my wholesalers in England and her saying to me, "I thought you'd be older."  I said, "I am older."  She thought I was in my 20s.  I was 39.

I have always looked much younger than I am.  Most people think that is a blessing.  The problem is that age brings respect.  And "some kid" doesn't get respect in the workplace no matter how brilliant she is.  And if she's a pretty woman too... well, let's just say you're fighting an uphill battle both ways.

Now I am a few months away from 45 and I DARE you to treat me like a child!  I have EARNED every grey hair on this head and every wrinkle on this face.  This is a body that has traveled the world and built an international business.  This is a body that has been through financial trouble and stress and worry and confusion and reorganization and joy and rapture.  This is a body that has made plans, seen those plans die, made other plans, rejected them, and made new plans again.  This is a face that shows every step of that journey, every goal that wasn't reached and every success that was hard-won.

I am Forty-Five Years Old.  Going from point A to point B didn't happen overnight.  It took all of those 45 years to get here.  Do not deny me the complexity of my journey.  No kid could have accomplished this.

=)

Today's rant brought to you by the letter Q.

So...

After so much crazy pattern production, trying to get back on track is difficult.  I'm trying to think of things to blog about.  I had a lot of ideas.  And then I had to tear our four seams twice and now I'm kinda... meh.  Trying to build up the blog following I had back in February.

I bought some linen to make myself my favourite "uniform" of palazzos and long vests for the summer.  Very unenthusiastic about sewing though.

Oh, there are some things for sale in our SALE! section.  Please check them out.  Purging some old stuff.  These are one-time offers.  When they're gone, they're gone.

Taking Mom to the Mother's Day brunch buffet this morning where all her friends go.  Should be nice.