It's the first of March, you say? How did that happen? Good grief. I'm a bit overwhelmed with life at the moment. It's time to change the photo up top, but that will have to wait until I pay bills and clean house and actually check something off of my to do list at work.
I once had a friend who we will call..."Jan." Let's call her that because that's her name. Jan was lots of fun until she married a man we will call..."FREAK." And now, Jan and I are no longer friends. At least I don't think we are. I've written her a few times, left a few messages, but it's pretty obvious FREAK is her focus now. She and FREAK had a baby, so she went the way of lots of my friends who have had babies. (I've decided that hanging with childless women or women who have older children or women who are not married to FREAKS is the best plan for me.)
Anyway, Jan told me that on the first day of every month, the first words you should speak are, "Rabbit. Rabbit. Rabbit." This supposedly insures you will have good luck all month. And look at the luck she has had - you know, marrying FREAK and all.
She also told me that you should never put shoes on the bed. I can't remember why, but I cringe every time I do it now. And yes, I still do it. I love a challenge. I've researched this a little bit, but can't find any record of the superstition. I can find all kinds of things about putting your shoes under the bed, at the foot of the bed, beside the bed... But, she distinctively told me to not put them ON the bed. And like I said, she must know about these things...she's got her a fine FREAK of a husband and a happy life now.
Hey, maybe that's why I'm a bit overwhelmed with life these days! I better go check the beds for shoes.
the crew over here said it at the same time... about midnight-thirty!!!!!!
Posted by: O-No | March 01, 2007 at 08:14 AM