Coincidence?

I just noticed that the last post I made was one month ago. Apparently 17 is a lucky number of sorts for me - my birthday, my sister's birthday, and now the only day I seem to update my blog. Hmmm...

Makes me think back to what I was doing when I was 17. I was a senior in high school, driving my "silver bullet" car, working as a mall rat, taking my first Harley rides, and dating my high school sweetheart. Since all good things eventually do come to an end, by the time I would be half way through my 18th year of life, the car had caught fire (no fault of mine!), I was no longer a mall rat, had graduated high school, and the high school sweetheart was long gone. They were definitely good things, and the majority of my fondest memories come from that time period.