Magical, numerical, mathematical – these numbers go to 11, several times

As long as I can remember, I have loved numbers. I love numbers in repetition, numbers in sequence, and random numbers that somehow work themselves out mathematically in my head. 

Every day I am entertained by the quantity of cool number series I encounter.  The magic can happen anywhere – license plates, zip codes, digits on the clock – anywhere numerals converge.

The ultimate kismet for me, numerically speaking, happens every day at 11:11.  I love to see this particular time of day (and night) appear on my phone, digital clock or the lower-right corner of my computer screen.  I can’t exactly explain why, but I do.  When I see it, I’m compelled to shout it out loud – “11:11!” – or else it doesn’t “count” somehow (no pun intended).  I even set my clocks a few minutes apart throughout the house, so if i miss it on one clock, I can see it on another.

If it’s close, I’ll also sit and watch the clock until it hits 11:11.  My really good friends call or email me at 11:11 to make sure I don’t miss the experience.  Now that is love!  It’s actually a bit contagious, my love of numbers, and now that you have read this, I will go ahead and say it:  you will forever be aware of the 11:11’s that cross your path.  YOU ARE WELCOME! 

In celebration of the dearly anticipated date, 11-11-11, we at CrinkledNose.com are hosting the numerical party of the century.  As part of our countdown, we started our celebration on 11-10, complete with chili, cheesecake, and my own awesome brownies (pictured above)!  (We didn’t want to wait until the last minute.)  We’re blowing it out, Times Square ball-drop style, when the time hits 11:11:11 on 11-11-11. 

You see, I’ve been waiting a long time for this day!  I see the time 11:11 every day, but to get to see it on the day of, well that’s a bit overwhelming for someone like me.  

And I really appreciate the excitement and enthusiasm of all my co-workers hosting the festivities, mostly on my behalf.  It’s a special holiday for me, and even though we at CrinkledNose don’t have a holiday photo card for a single day that happens once every hundred years, what other photo greeting card company has a fraction of the groovy coolness to say, “I love you, Vicki,” by turning carrots and celery into number 11’s on a paper plate?  

Maybe next century we’ll have a “Happy 11-11-11 Day” CrinkledNose card.  Until then, wishing you good numbers, and a happy 11-11-11, from my house to yours.

~ By Vicki Davis