I was about to slide this article into my manuscript when I realized that some of you could benefit from this knowledge. There are many different interpretation in numerology, but this is the basic rules and formulas. Unfortunately I can’t get the tabs to work on the table, it looks right in the window, but is all squashed together in the preview.

HARMONIOUS NUMBER DAYS
(BIRTH # + NAME # + DATE # =)

1)Direct action day with single purpose, good day to seek advance or start something new. Contracts, legal matters and business propositions can be handled effectively, but only if a simple plan or prompt decision if feasible. Nothing complex or evasive should be considered. Stands for opportunity.
2)Planning or weighing problems and often for making a decision. Day of contrasts, indecision. A sit back day, work out things calmly and to your own satisfaction.
3)Varied action many things can be accomplished. Business can be combined with recreation. Projects can be started, work allocated and cooperation gained. Not the time for concentrating on a single purpose, to do so may mean neglecting others. Troublesome tasks come easily on such a day. Good day for meeting people, travel and fun.
4)Handle routine matters and finishing up small jobs. Fun and #4 don't mix. Nothing very important should be attempted and all speculation should be avoided.
5)Expect the unexpected. Teams with vigor, excitement and adventure. In taking risks make sure they have some merit, for all other things being equal, they are apt to swing to a person's advantage at this time. Avoidance of unnecessary chances is often doubly wise, because this is a day when things may come to you, such as long-hoped-for success, or any results that are overdue. If you must take a chance, this is the day, but be sure the goal is worth it.
6)A good will and understanding day. Ease, comfort and harmony. Not a day for quick or direct action; not suited for new enterprise, excitement or the acceptance of a challenge. It is a day for establishment, time for business conferences, social meetings, consideration of friends and family, furthering of diplomatic missions providing that none of these involve conflict. A day of culmination but only of those things that have been long and properly planned.
7)A day for meditation upon the deeper things of life. Good for study, research, inventive effort, and application toward higher or artistic subjects. Worry, moodiness or morbid thoughts should be avoided at such time, but these things can't be banished through merely superficial action. Think things out, to plan affairs which have already been decided upon but need further consideration. A good day to seek advice, or to consult with persons whose opinions are truly worthwhile. Strange things can happen on a day like this. So hunches can be played if they pertain to more important things.
8)A day for big things. Broad sweeping action may bring results. Complex matters can be easily handled and solved readily as simple ones, it may be wasting time to deal with small or immediate problems unless they are stumbling blocks to something bigger. Attuned to finance it is suited to solid investment, company mergers, the launching of ad campaigns. Anything pertaining to constructive effort is at its best, and the larger the undertaking, the better.
9)Grand achievement. Don't depend on it, often the vibratory combination is greater than any opportunity at hand. But it is always a good time to present attractive propositions to announce important plans, or to make strong contacts. A day that promises personal triumph or the attainment of ambition, more often in artistic or competitive fields than in commercial undertakings, though the latter may be benefitted thereby. Aim for the biggest things in sight!

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When calculating the numbers, the months October, November and December have two digits which must be broken down: October (1 + 0 = 1), November (1 + 1 = 2) and December (1 + 2 = 3).

Example: Mary Jones 4+1+9+7 + 1+6+5+5+1 = 39   3+9=12  1+2=3 Name Number is 3.
Born: November 15, 1948 1+1+1+5+1+9+4+8 = 30 Birth Number is 3.
Today's date: July 4, 2010 7+4+2+0+1+0 = 14  1+4=5   Today's Number is 5.

Add them together: Name Number 3 + Birth Number 3 + Today's Number 5 = 11
1+1=2  (Mary's Harmonious Number for today is 2).

I decided to select a project through the volunteer organization I belong to dealing with cats at the neighborhood pound. I call it neighborhood but it was not my own neighborhood. When I arrived at the small agency the noise level of the dogs barking was deafening. I was almost ready to turn around and go home because the place was extremely small and claustrophobic and filled from ceiling to floor with excited animals of all shapes, sizes and breeds.

The team leader was late, and the person there gave me a form to fill out which took a while. She asked for ID which I didn’t bring anything but a credit card, which was good enough. She asked if I had any experience handling cats and I said I’ve had cats since I was 2 years old, and everyone’s cats were friendly to me once they got to know me. Finally the team leader arrived and we went to the back of the place as I managed to keep out of the way of a couple of handlers pulling dogs out of cages for walks. The cats were all packed in various size cages and were excited to see a new person.

I put on a different shirt so I could work, and went for instructions. The woman who had me fill out the application explained how to clean the pans, cage floors and food dishes, how much food to put and how much litter to use. I was a little taken aback at the little amount of litter but she said their cages are cleaned on a daily basis so it was fine - one scoop. She selected the cages of three of the problem cats (very territorial and could be mean and nasty) for me to clean, I guess I was being tested. Now there were several volunteers so the space was getting crowded and everyone was on line to get to the sink. While I waited my turn, I got to know the problem cats who didn’t seem to have a problem with me because I talk to them. I realized that most of the volunteers were just going through the motions of cleaning, not really socializing with the cats. Ten minutes with me, everyone was talking - cats and humans.

There were so many kittens I couldn’t keep count. I had the adults, but whenever I had the chance I would play with the kittens as well who were soon trying to snag my clothes when I was within paw reach. One cat was so huge, I couldn’t imagine getting him out of the cage, so I just worked around him talking to him and scolding him when his love bites hurt. I was able to clean five cages in the space of 2 hours which I thought was good for my first time there, and felt good that all five cats were happy enough after their encounter with me, to eat, drink and curl up for a nap. Even the calico from hell who made a scene when I tried to remove her pan. I told her after all that love and chit chat we had you have the nerve to bite and scratch? The woman showed me a less painful way to deal with her and when I finished I said to the ginger cat, see that? Now don’t you feel bad about scratching me? She muttered something and rubbed my hand as if to say ‘I just don’t like people messing with my stuff, thanks though.’

I have always had an ability to talk and comprehend “Cat-ese” and wondered being cat-less for almost 16 years whether I could still understand their complaints. I was washing a food bowl and through the noisy din of barking, meowing and mewing, I heard a scream of pain. Immediately I looked around and located a kitten whose volunteer latched the cage door on its tail. I caught the volunteer’s attention and told her what she did and she ran over to correct it. She asked me “OMG, with all the noise in here how did you pick that up?” I smiled and said, “I understand CAT.”

It was hard work but very rewarding work, and I believe I made some kitty friends in the process. The next time I return, I’m bringing some rolls of paper towels (which they usually can’t afford, but I think are necessary because I can’t see wiping a food dish with the same disinfecting rag I cleaned the litter pans with.), as well as some stronger gloves because they chewed through 3 pairs. The team leader told me three of her cats came from this pound and she was wondering what’s one more. But for the time being, I’ll just help out at the shelter because my place is not ready for four furry legs right now. I think out of the few projects I have done for this organization, cat care was the one that made me smile all weekend.

I hate dentists, always have. Been biting them since I was 9 years old because I believe you cause me pain, I cause YOU pain. About a decade ago this fool decided to test to see if the nerves were dead in a tooth they hollowed out for a root canal. He told me to tell him when it hurts. Now I waved, nodded, moaned, shook my hands trying to give him a clue that I was in pain. I could have put up flags they use to guide an airplane and this clown would have kept going. So I pulled out of his grasp, spit out the pins, and sunk my good teeth into the fleshy part of his hand. He screamed and ran out of the room like a 2 year old having a tantrum. Brought back another dentist and I could see I got him good he was bleeding. I told the second dentist you want some too? They both backed up because I got up out of the chair like I was in the mood to kick some ass. Back then I was a little slender, but still 5‘10” evil and walked with the confidence 20 years of martial arts gives a woman. Those dentists never saw me again and because of those incomplete root canals, I now wear a partial.

I had to have a broken tooth extracted today and it was such an ordeal, one I have been putting off for close to 6 years. The television in the room was tuned to CNN so I had no choice but to watch the rescue efforts in Haiti while the radio was playing some old school R&B.

The first dentist was new to me, he introduced himself, shook my hand and asked if he could “numb you up” as we waited for my regular dentist to finish with another patient. He used some strange distracting technique as he hit me with several needles while pinching and shaking the side of my mouth, but was surprised when he found out 10 minutes later that I could still feel my lip and the side he injected the novacaine into. I could sense he was a fledgling and learning from my dentist who is a DMD. I always select them over DDS because they are actual doctors.

Finally my dentist came in, asked how was I doing and was I numb yet. He asked the fledgling what did he give me, and when he told him, gave me two shots of something totally different. Within 5 minutes my lip felt like 20 pounds! They discussed what he was going to do, and the fledgling sat in to watch. Now looking at the equipment, I was thinking this is the 21st century, why do those instruments look like cave man tools? I expected him to break out the club and mallet next!

He rocked the tooth with one instrument, twisted with another, then yanked with a third. Problem was the tooth was solid under the gum, it took 3 twists and several yanks before he was able to pull it out. He gave me 8 sutures because he left a rather large hole. I felt like someone hit me with a baseball bat. Stuffed a wad of gauze in my mouth, gave me a list of post op instructions (which I usually ignore) then sent me on my way, dazed and bleeding.

My optimal way of having a tooth extracted is by using a Valium/Darvon drip they call Twilight, which means I’m awake enough to respond, but would not remember any part of the procedure. First time I had Twilight, the doctor asked me a question, I started to explain something, next thing I knew I was in the recovery room down the hall. The nurse said I walked there. I told the doctor “That Twilight is some dangerous stuff. You could have me naked and dancing like a chicken on a table & I wouldn’t know it.”  

As I sit here nursing my poor swollen jaw sipping on warm tea recalling the sensation of those twists and yanks, I’m thinking Twilight should be mandatory! I was a tad perturbed because he did not prescribe a pain killer and since I just finished a round of antibiotics for a sinus infection, I told him I don’t want anymore of that unless I actually had an infection which so far I don’t have.

Next thing I have to do after my annual Mammogram is a Colonoscopy. And believe me, they really have to knock me out for that one too!

I was going to get settled in here first before announcing my novel, however since I’m getting good reviews I’m going to crow about it.

Every year I participate in National Novel Writing Month, and two years ago I completed a labor of love entitled Psychic Lovers . It's not your run of the mill romance novel, it's a genre hybrid -- romantica, part romance and part erotica. It's written under my pen name Sydelle Houston . If you Google my pen name, you'll get the link to Amazon or the publisher's site CreateSpace.