Which Reminds Me

For my birthday party in Mexico, and also my sister's who was born five days after me plus two years, my parents purchased a piñata, but did not notice that the candy was contained in a clay jar. No matter how hard the children hit that piñata with a stick, the clay jar would not break, so the parents had to get a hammer and smash the clay jar and then the candy was disbursed for the children to gather. Hmmm.... It occurs to me that this is one of the very few factoids contained in the otherwise empty and vacuous head of Judy Thomson. So to your mind it is just all about Judy, even though there is almost no connection between us and Judy. For us it is just a completely different story.