I always thought it sucked being born on September 5th. The year I was born (the wheel still hadn't been invented), September 5th fell on Labor Day (the first Monday of September). The main reason I felt as I did about my birthday was because many times my birthday fell on the first day of school. For a child, that seemed like a fate worse than death. After becoming a parent, the first day of school seemed like a blessing! During those years when my birthday fell on the first day of school, I always felt like my birthday was the secondary event of the day almost like an afterthought. I guess that was due to all the chaos the first day of school brings to any household. My parents had 4 children to get ready for school and send on our way out the door and into the caring tutelage of our new brain bruisers.

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

Risk takers
Good sense of humor
Hard working
Attention seeking

Famous last born children: Howard Stern, Jay Leno, Ralph Nadar, Bill Gates and Danny DeVito
Tend to go against the norm
Make the biggest stirs in life
Know no boundaries

My youngest son was born on Labor Day also and the doctor who delivered him was born on Labor Day. We were all 25 years apart.

My great grandfather and I shared the same birthday and I grew up to share the same profession. My grandmother died on my 9th birthday.

Before I was born, my mother let my brothers pick out a name for me. No, "shithead" wasn't in the book of baby names that year! They were so sure I was going to be a boy that "James" was the only name they selected. I asked my mother why she just didn't name me "Jimmie" or "Jamie" when I came out penis-free. Perhaps, that would have helped squash my brothers deep-seated resentment of me. Many years later, a long lost relative (a second cousin I didn't know existed when I was growing up) surfaced. His name was James and he and I share the same birthday and his youngest was born the same day as my youngest.

Recently I looked up what famous people were also born on my birthday or I on theirs:
Freddie Mercury, Jack Daniel, Jesse James and Raquel Welsh.

Gratitude statement: I'm thankful for two things: useless facts that act as a welcome distraction and my unique middle name...Ovaltine (it's what my mother craved while she was pregnant with me).


  1. Ovaltine? You are one lucky woman. I mean that.

    I always thought Bosco would be cool.

    Quite a few birthday coincidences in your family.

    And if you were anything like my youngest sister, also the baby of the family, no wonder you were resented. To this day I'd like to pinch her so she'd go crying to mommy like she did as a child. Grrrrrrr.

  2. J, my mother had a wicked sense of humor in those days! I say you need to pinch your sister just on general principles. BTW, I was a sweetheart til I was about 12 and then I became a demon seed.

  3. got to love those middle names huh? Did you give your children "unique" middle names as well to keep up the tradition??

  4. Princess, yes I passed along the tradition, but they'd probably kill me if I "exploited" their middle names on my blog.

  5. come on mildred I am sure your cyber following is curious as I am to know what unique middle names you passed on to your children. Please tell!

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