My Very Own New Year: Solar Eclipse on South Node

It's not here yet, but I've got Io Sprite up and running on my desktop and I'm watching the Moon get closer to the Sun with both of them due to land on my South Node at 4Cap25 at 4:03 am tomorrow.

Oh okay, so the eclipse is at 13Cap39, if you want to quibble, but it's close enough for me, and knowing the effect last year's solar eclipse on my Midheaven had, I should probably get the foot pedal out and start practicing transcribing again for when the phone rings in fifteen hours time.

As for a quick review of 2011 so far, Venus opposed to the Ascendant acted true to form for me yesterday. I went to the pictures with a friend to see The King's Speech, on the way out she bet me $20 that Guy Pearce was once married to Madonna and thanks to her iPhone I was able to lay claim to my winnings before we'd made it out of the lobby.

We then had a lovely wander though Central Park talking about all the people we used to know, walked up Broadway to go to Fairway and ran smack into one of the people I'd told her ten minutes before I'd lost touch with, I would say about 20 minutes after Venus went into my Seventh. A quick whip through Fairway and I came home with Australian liquorice, Spanish date-walnut cake and plain goat cheese, which became my Venusian dinner, and an hour after that me and a new-to-me Robert Parker Jesse Stone mystery were curled up in bed, where I seem to have spent most of my time since coming down to New York for my holidays.

Jet-Setter Star Child is in St. Croix wearing her life-jacket and her upside-down sunglasses, Sweet Pea is sprawled out fearlessly on the kitchen counter rejoicing in the absence of small humans poking his toys on sticks at him and saying Hi Baby, Hi Sweet Pea, any minute now I'm going to get dressed and mail my Thank You cards, just as soon as I've written them ha ha, and as My Very Own New Year draws closer, may we all take Uranus in Aries for the next seven years as much in our stride (yeah, right) as Star Child is taking her new life in hers. And if you happen to be an Aries yourself, don't miss Jupiter as it whizzes through in the next six months. Fat chance.