September and My Sister Jan

Our youngest sister thinks that she’s ‘all that’ and a ‘bag of chips with dips to go’. She’s very popular and thinks that she’s ‘made to order with a heavenly glow’. When she gets upset, she can be uncomfortable and ‘hot as fire’. The last of twelve, we all call her Julie, but her real name is July. Our brother Gus seems always to be in the middle of something, and doesn’t really know if he’s coming or going. But don’t push him, because he can be pretty hot headed sometimes. He prefers Gus, but his real name is August. You might not like her, but I would love for you to meet my sister Jan. Jan is the oldest of the family clan, but her real name is January. I have always been a bit on the shy side, but there is absolutely nothing about Jan that is shy. O, she can be nice ‘s o m e t i m e s’, but she’s not gentle and tender like April and me. No, no, no; Jan can be cold as ice. O me? I’m like 40, leaving 39 behind. I’m like the little engine who thought he could, but kept trying until he finally did. If I were a day of the week, I would be Wednesday getting over the hump. I’m September, entering a season of anticipation, with plenty of energy and things to remember. 09012016 cj PS