In celebration of Lions.

From July 23rd to August 22nd, the Sun is in Leo. Ask me for a detailed explanation of this statement and I'll have approximately nothing intelligible to say. I'm not a quack after all with nothing better to do than study my sign (you haven't seen the daily astrological newsletters in my inbox, have you?!)--just a moderate believer. I don't know the ins and outs of the stars and the sun and the currently full moon. I just know that Leos are fierce and fabulous.

And as a Leo myself, I say this to my fellow fiery, affectionate, creative, bossy and incredible sisters and brothers of the zodiac: Happy Birthday. Let's party. (Let's just not say how old we're turning, m'kay?)

Rejoice Leos. It [was] your day.

My mother sent me my horoscope today. Because I think I believe in the stars. And my mother supports me and my suspicions.

Apparently my mother's local NY newspaper's message to Leos today was this... 

You appear to others as an island of excellence.

To my fellow Leos, I hope you're feeling as excellent as this horoscope predicts. In my case, either the newspaper knows something I don't. Or they're referring to my dress size.