You do recall, I assume, that Caesar was assassinated (a romantic term for murdered) on March 15, 44 BCE. Some say Calpurnia had a premonition about the Ides of March and warned Caesar to be on his guard or, better yet, to stay at home.
Your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Do not go forth to-day: call it my fear
That keeps you in the house, and not your own.
Those who have been here in the past know July is the month of marriages and divorces for me. Twice married; twice divorced. Always in July; all four events. For a long while, I assumed that, like Caesar, I would have three wives and, jokingly, I have, at times, said the third would undoubtedly outlast me. Now, however, the doubt is beginning to be transformed into wondering if there ever will be a third Mrs. Fram.
I also have said that if I were to marry again, it would have to be in the same segment of the calendar as were the first two marriages -- in July. You see, I prefer a neat, tidy, orderly world with both rhyme and reason and just a bit of irony. I suppose I like to tempt fate, too.
So, we shall see what the stars have designed for me between now and .... now and when ....
Et tu, Angelus?