It’s the normal human body temperature…in Celsius
It’s the number of plays written by William Shakespeare
It’s the number of weeks Michael Jackson’s album, Thriller, spent at #1 (coincidentally, also the first album I ever owned)
It’s the number of vertebrae of a Tyrannosaurus Rex
It’s the most commonly chosen number between 1-100
If you choose any single digit (1-9) and write it out three times. Say 3. 333, then add the sum of those numbers 3+3+3=9 and take the three digit number 333 and divide by the sum 9 and you get 37. Works for any single digit number.
It’s the age deemed officially too old to work for the FBI (and Homeland Security, and Treasury and the CIA)
It’s the year Amelia Earhart disappeared (1937)
Richard Nixon was the 37th president
Rubidium is the 37th element on the periodic table
It’s the television channel reserved for radio astronomy
In roman numerals it is XXXVII
It is also my age for the next 365 days. Now that my future no longer contains the option of becoming a profiler and working for Hotch, I shall strive to find a way to go on. But so far, 37 hasn’t treated me too poorly. I got a call from about 20 8-year-olds (and one 37-year-old) who sang me happy birthday. It’s not really your birthday until you hear all those tiny voices singing confidently….until they reach your name! But it was a terrific way to start my morning.
In the manner of technicalities, I’m not actually 37 until 5:00pm today. At that exact time, my mother and I will be watching a movie, it starts precisely at 5:00pm. And no birthday of mine is complete without a handsome man, which is why I chose London has Fallen with Gerard Butler and Aaron Eckhart. (Okay, that was mostly because there is nothing else out I’d want to see but I do want popcorn on my birthday). Of course, my favorite handsome man, Christian Kane, has been singing to me since I woke up this morning. Literally my fave CK playlist has been on repeat, nothing better than hearing his voice on my day.
Lastly, I’m treating myself to Jimmy Johns for lunch today. Seems a good way to celebrate. I’m also leaving work early, another good way to celebrate.
Happy Birthday to me, and thank you to all of you who reached out to me on this day.
(gratuitous photo, just because it makes me happy and it’s my day. Also, this was now FIVE years ago)