I’m not really one for superstition. 13 would be my lucky number, if I believed in numbers being lucky. It’s more like my pet number. I like it because no one else does, and it’s cute and just wants to be loved, and I suspect it’s just misunderstood. Anyway.
So I’m not on the lookout for bad luck today. That would be silly. Plenty of bad luck finds me regardless of the day! Besides, today is a milestone for me.
Woulda Coulda Shoulda is one year old. (What a long, strange trip… oh, you know.) Happy blogiversary to meeeeeee!
But that’s not what I was thinking about when I woke up, today. That realization came somewhere between brushing my teeth and reiterating that it’s one sock PER FOOT (and wearing two socks on a single foot does not get one off on a technicality).
What I was thinking about when I woke up was that last night I was asked to sing at a wedding next month. I was very flattered, and after a quick calculation of the payment being (when you figure it over time expended) a higher rate than I’ve ever earned as an engineer, I agreed. So I was thinking all the standard things that I tend to think before I perform: what if I screw up, what if I totally suck, what if there’s a mic problem, what if I have to pee? Etc.
And then I realized, the wedding is on my… uhhh… anniversary. Or–as I like to call it, now–my unniversary. Huh.
It’s not that I’m any stranger to bad omens, you understand. It’s just that I’ve not (so far as I know) actually BEEN one, before.
13 and me… we understand each other.
Happy blogday to you;
You come from the Peru;
You look like a monkey;
And you love rabbit stew.
I’m gonna have that song by Social Distortion in my head all day. “13 is my lucky number…..Bad Bad Luck”
the wedding is on my… uhhh… anniversary. Or–as I like to call it, now–my unniversary.
I had this sudden mental image of Adam Sandler singing Love Stinks until the father of the bride punches his lights out.
Have fun! ;)
Don’t worry — you’re obviously not the bad omen. You’re the sane one in the batch ;-)
Loved the comment about one sock per foot. Sounds like something my mother used to have to tell me… and I’ve occasionally put both contacts in one eye over the years. So we never grow out of it!
Totally off topic: Kudzu. Can I tell you that I’m torn between thinking I’m crushing on you and being seriously jealous that you get to have lunch with Joshilyn? I wanna! Just remember that two crazy, neat chicks can overcome anything.
You are on a roll. Between your blog and the comments it spawns I am finding it difficult to stop grinning. But then, why would I do that?
Kestralyn is right. It would almost be worth driving to Vermont just to watch “two crazy, neat chicks overcome everything.”
I’m racking my brain for superstitions regarding the marital status of women involved in a wedding, and the only one I’m coming up with is that the bride is supposed to have her veil put on by a happily married woman. Keep your hands off the veil, and you should be fine. At the very least, that should keep you from being named in the divorce papers.
Happy blogiversary. I’m looking forward to Year 2 of Woulda Coulda Shoulda.
happy, happy, joy, joy
happy, happy, joy, joy
happy, happy, joy, joy
happy, happy, joy, joy.
Sorry, had to bring out ren & stimpy for your blogsday.
It seems I’ve been reading your blog for years. Thanks for sharing your life in such an engaging (and thoroughly entertaining) way, I feel I’m a part of it in a wierd way
Congrats on the wedding gig. New career opportunity? I’ll send you a Mr. Microphone to get you started.
People have offered me cash to NOT sing in public, so I’m very impressed by your paid singing gig!
Happy anniversary – it certainly seems like I’ve been reading your blog for more than a year, and enjoying every single entry!!!
Happy day to you! I’ve been reading for a while now – just wanted to say thanks for posting :)
Happy Blogiversary and Unniversary girl…you make me smile each and every day :)
And I’m amused because both feel the same way about Friday the 13th — I even wrote about it today as well!
I love your writing, sorry I’m commenting-deficient.
I love singing at weddings :) Usually I’m combining that with the playing piano, so I’m all a package deal and whatnot.
Happy blogthday, and many more! Thanks for the fine times, the laughs and the tears. And the cookies. Oh, and the boots too.
Unniversary! I LOVE it! I’m going to use it from now on (with due credit and royalties to you, natch!) Happy Blogiversary! Your blog is one of my favourites.