#19

This year seems to be full of 9's and 19's....perhaps I have a new lucky number??

The big day was 9.19.09, Adam randomly was assigned a Colorado license plate with 919 in it (no excuse to forget the anniversary!), our room number in Sonoma was 9, and most recently, I underwent surgery #19.

#19 didn't REALLY count I suppose - no slicing and dicing. But I guess so long as you're administered general anesthesia which is scary enough in itself, it counts to a big enough degree to be able to brag that I hit #19.

I used to joke that I was trying to keep my surgery number up with my age...most people in my life don't find that funny, but I think it's pretty creative.