Birthday Dinner

When I turned eight, I told my Mom that eight was my lucky number.  She said that I had told her the same thing about seven, and six, and so on.  But I really meant it when I turned eight.  It is still my luckiest number of all. 

When I turned thirty-seven on Monday, I told myself that this is going to be the year.  My self said that I had told me the same thing about several other years.  But you know what?  I really mean it.  Thirty-seven is going to be great.

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