I love irony.
It's funny. Here yesterday was 9-11 and it's the best day I can remember for a while.
It was really nice outside, it never got past 80 all day prolly. We had the windows open and the cat went wild, I think he'd forgotten what it was like to sit in a window. It was one of those days that makes you wish you were a kid again and could go outside and throw paper airplanes around or something. (Maybe that was in bad taste but I don't care, at least a paper airplane can't hurt anyone. :P)
And wonder of wonders, my mom won the lottery...sort of. She got 3 numbers and the powerball right, which is worth $100. No one I know IRL has ever won that much from the lottery before, although once I was 2 numbers away from winning $500 playing bingo.
I think the universe is trying to say that hey, nothing sucks forever. That day isn't always gonna stay tainted, no matter how many of us remember it and kinda cringe whenever it rolls around again. People eventually stopped being freaked out on the anniversary of JFK's assassination, didn't they?
And then, late in the evening, we smelled a skunk. First day of having the window open and not frying, and a skunk gets pissed off somewhere in the neighborhood. (The cat had a ball trying to figure out what the hell happened to his window. Then he went and sniffed the other window to see if it stank too. :P) I think this is a message that maybe that day won't always be tainted, but it won't always be perfect either. It's just business as usual in the universe, with all the goods and bads and in betweens that any other day has the potential for but we never seem to notice.
It was really nice outside, it never got past 80 all day prolly. We had the windows open and the cat went wild, I think he'd forgotten what it was like to sit in a window. It was one of those days that makes you wish you were a kid again and could go outside and throw paper airplanes around or something. (Maybe that was in bad taste but I don't care, at least a paper airplane can't hurt anyone. :P)
And wonder of wonders, my mom won the lottery...sort of. She got 3 numbers and the powerball right, which is worth $100. No one I know IRL has ever won that much from the lottery before, although once I was 2 numbers away from winning $500 playing bingo.
I think the universe is trying to say that hey, nothing sucks forever. That day isn't always gonna stay tainted, no matter how many of us remember it and kinda cringe whenever it rolls around again. People eventually stopped being freaked out on the anniversary of JFK's assassination, didn't they?
And then, late in the evening, we smelled a skunk. First day of having the window open and not frying, and a skunk gets pissed off somewhere in the neighborhood. (The cat had a ball trying to figure out what the hell happened to his window. Then he went and sniffed the other window to see if it stank too. :P) I think this is a message that maybe that day won't always be tainted, but it won't always be perfect either. It's just business as usual in the universe, with all the goods and bads and in betweens that any other day has the potential for but we never seem to notice.