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How lucky can you be? Is it luck or is it coincidence when things come together in that certain constellation that either leaves you gasping with admiration or smug with pride, or just aglow with fulfillment?

Even the small things: getting a parking place near the door when the lot is full and cars are circling like sharks, and then discovering there are sales going on for just the things you are shopping for? Slowly closing a book in the morning that filled you up over the last few days like good cream and later in the day, pulling another from the stack to begin and finding out after only a couple of sentences, a paragraph, a chapter or two, that you are overflowing? 2 fantastic books in a row: now, that's luck!

Do you think you make your own luck? Or that it is your attitude which steers it or that luck is just floating all around, both good and bad invisible in the air, and you get what sticks to you?

I love sunny days, long for them, especially in the middle of such a rainy grey fall and winter like this one, but O Sun! Must you also show me up for the too-busy-to-clean housekeeper that I am? Dust! It's what's for EVERYTHING, apparently.

Martin and I walked out the door, bundled but not too tightly against the clear, chill air and walked smack into a wall of sunshine. The sky is high and blue and there is nothing white about it: no clouds, no fraying cirrus jetstreams, no errant seagulls. It's just high and bright and blue. Crows are cawing from the woods by the snail trail, the sound carries over the fields behind the house. We walk, facing the sunshine, lifting our faces to the light like starving flowers.

Martin starts singing, You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...I join him and we sing around 3 corners. I warble the beginning of Sunshine on My Shoulders only to find after a couple of lines that I've forgotten the words.

Closing my eyes as I walk, I peep between my eyelids every few steps to correct my course. Martin is talking, something about lego and bionicles, but I can't hear him over the sun. For a moment it's so loud I think I've gone deaf from the radiance.

While Walking Into the Sun:
Liz: Hey, Martin! If you shut your eyes to the sun, the back of your eyelids turn colors. First it's yellow, then orange, then red, then REALLY RED.
Martin: *shuts his eyes* Yes, I see it.
Liz: And then your eyeballs explode. Careful! *opens eyes, grins at him slyly*
Martin: *grins back*
Liz: *shuts eyes again* Here, hold my hand so I keep going straight. —pause— Kaboom! *makes exploding noise*
Martin: *giggles madly*

And then, the sun was so bright that his head caught on fire!

Embarrassingly Belated, But Nonetheless Heartfelt, Birthday Wishes to doggereler!
mood: cheerful
music: Sixpence None the Richer—Field of Flowers


I love that picture too. I'm so glad you got a bright sunny day and a bright sunny boy who is still willing to be goofy with you. :)

Saw a bumper sticker a couple of days ago that made me think of you:
Exercise Caution:
Drivery may be singing

I was hoping to read more thoughts on what people think about luck. I don't believe in it as an arbitrary thing, but it's undeniable that my brother has had a completely charmed life, and even my mother, devout Christian and non-luck-believer, has said that she has never known anyone to have as much bad luck as me. The whole family actually plans around my luck: travel plans change about 70% of the time due to me getting stuck on a flight somewhere, or getting rerouted... Nobody in the family buys white cars because when I get in them, the key breaks off in the ignition or the door falls off... Someone mixes up a work order and my car that went into the shop for an oil change gets mistakenly sent to the junk yard and is crushed... The DMV loses my title and sends me paperwork on someone else's car... My college registration gets canceled because I didn't register for Selective Service... Raccoons eat through my ceiling and fall on my head while I'm sleeping (actually, *they* didn't fall through, but their poop did.) And I never send anything important through the mail, because it gets lost at least half the time (including bill payments.)

For about six years, though, I got any job I wanted, I was on a steadily increasing income scale, and that part of my life seemed charmed. I don't know.

What a great bumper sticker! :D

Also, did ALL those things actually happen to you?! *boggle* That's just wild. It does seem like some people are charmed or jinxed when it comes to those sorts of things. My sister, for instance, was (at least as a child), very accident-prone, always spraining or breaking something.

All those things and more!

This morning I saw a great group of people huddled waiting for the bus (it's bright and sunny, but in the negative temps with the windchill) and I had a mental image of me shouting across the street, "What bus are you waiting for?" and then conducting them, choir-like, in a harmonious rendition of "CT2" and "85".

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