This week, in Taurus birthdays in the tri-state area...
(Introduced by Ferdinand, the friendly bull.)
Jack kicked it off on Tuesday. I just came across the email where I first learned about Jack that (very partially) reads, "Name, Giancarlo Salvador (fabulously italian!), (nickname, Jack-cute) tall, dark, incredibly handsome! From...here (meaning Padova)..." I'm glad we get to keep him in NYC for a while.
Wednesday was Mom Mom’s (pictured below). I'm actually writing this from her house. Last time I visited I wanted to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's, but she wanted The Devil Wears Prada. She's a typical Taurus, so she won.
The lovely Kristen Joy Watts (click) took the photo above, and happens to share Mom Mom’s birthday…which I botched yesterday, thinking it was today.
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Sorry! I'm hoping that some smart cookies (click) with cherries made it up to the pretty smart cookie herself.
Friday will ring in Nicolette's. If she looks like trouble, it's because she is. Nico is a totally typical Taurus--stable, loyal, nurturing and ready to toss you through the air with a flick of her pretty head if you get in her way. Just kidding, kind of.
I'm glad she's on my side.
Saturday is another double-whammy. My Aunt Carol, who is famous for giving fantastic books for birthdays, including one of my all-time favorites, pictured below, Maira Kalman's (click) Ooh-la-la Max in Love.
which means wacko magical times will soon be upon us, as they often are this time of year...
and it will be Erin's birthday, which is beyond cause for celebration. It's cause for a cosmic sigh of relief.