It is quite strange how the number 3 keeps following me. As a little girl at the amusement park I put my coin down on the number 3 on the big doll wheel and I won the grand prize! (Somewhere I still have that doll.) The plastic artifact resembling a human was almost taller than myself but I insisted on carrying home.

Later in life I found out that according to numerology my life-number is 3. It is also my personality card in the Great Archane of Tarots which is The Empress. Mother and carer to all living creatures. Hmmmm.....

The number 13 is luck to me as it has a 3 in it. Anything that can be divided by 3 is good. A hotelroom with lots of 3s in the roomnumber - brilliant.

My favorite aeroplane at the moment is the trippel 7. 3x7=21 wich gives 2+1=3. See? It all comes back to 3.

Isn't it ironic how I should end up having a hobby photographing bands where 3 is what your life depends on. You have 3 songs to get the money shot and then you're out of the security pit.  (I'll get to that some other time. Maybe in an FAQ).

Something else that is ironic is that my latest car's registration plate has a plane model as number and PA company as lettering.

It's also ironic that the artist Alannis Morisette wrote a song called Ironic and she is from my favorite country in the world - Canada.

I'm rambling. Time to go do soemthing else. Like finish off my 3rd cup of latte for the day.

I told you it all comes back to 3. 

/She - rhymes with three