Today is the Chinese New Year. According to my extensive research in this matter, it has something to do with the moon. I’m sure the word ‘lunar’ didn’t give that away. I believe it’s tied in to the new moon. I couldn’t really determine that with any certainty, not being able to see the moon tonight. Hey, I’m not going out there to look. It’s raining. There are limits to what lengths I’m willing to go through for the sake of research. Getting wet is not on that list. Besides, I suspect that, due to the rain, there are probably a few clouds out there so they’d be blocking the view, anyway.
It is the year of the dragon. The newscast tonight said there is an expected baby boom because it’s supposed to be good luck having a baby in the year of the dragon. I didn’t catch whether it’s good luck for the parents or the child. My daughter is a dragon. I guess that makes one of us lucky. Or both.
Okay, it’s pretty clear I did no research whatsoever. I’m just going to make stuff up. Hmmm….. what qualities does my daughter share with a dragon? Well if you get her annoyed, she may seem to breathe fire at you. Get her angry enough and she may actually do it. Then, again, I guess the same could be said for me and I’m a rooster. Yes, a rooster. Not a very flattering image but I suppose it’s better than a rat or a pig (my apologies to those of you who fall under either of those categories).
My husband is a dog. I’m not sure if dogs and roosters are supposed to get along. I know horses and roosters get along just fine. The reason I know this is because once we did a little tour of Belmont Park. There are roosters in the stables with the horses. I think horses like pets and they figured a rooster would make a fine pet for a horse. Either that or the rooster acts as the horse’s alarm clock.
I found this little chart online so everyone can see what year they were born in:
So what animal are you?
I’m still waiting for the Year of the Penguin.