When I think about Fifty. I think about my birthday that “Baby Boomer” that I am. It was in 2005 when the hurricanes devastation hit the Gulf Coast Region. My husband and I evacuated to Northern Louisiana to stay on a military base with a high school friend. Two #Virgo girls born exactly one day apart September 6, and I on September 7. What? a way to celebrate our birthday homeless due to the devastation, and my friend was battling a terminal illness Cancer. So we made the decision to buy tiara’s and wear them crooked atop our heads. After all we were both punched drunk by life. Did you ever had a crappy birthday?