Thanks! Happy Friday the 13th to you too. And thanks for reminding me that it's my brother's birthday. He is the one who we didn't hear from for a week after Hurrican Katrina hit his house in Biloxi. I am so thankful he's alive and well!!
Glad to hear that your brother is alive a well after the disaster of hurricane Katrina.
Happy Friday the 13th to everyone ~ DH swears he was born on a Friday the 13th, so it's always day of celebration in our house!
OH my gosh!! I had forgotten that it was going to be the 13th today!!! ( Like all day yesterday when I was writing 12 it didn't dawn on me? Duh!) Thankfully since I work tonight I will be peacefully (hopefully) sleeping most of the day away!
Uh oh... better not tell Churchy LaFemme that Friday the 13th fell on a Friday this month....
Yay and tonight i'll be out and about in Hollywood with the crazies!
Good morning, son
In twenty years from now
Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers
And I can tell you 'bout today
And how I picked you up and everything changed
It was pain
Sunny days and rain
I knew you'd feel the same things...
Marge: Barnacle Bill's Home Pregnancy Test? Homer, shouldn't we have gone with a better-known brand?
Homer: But Marge, this one came with a corn-cob pipe!
Marge: [reading from the test box] "Ahoy, Maties! If the water turns blue, a baby for you! If purple ye see, no baby thar be!"
Homer: So, which is it? Blue or purple?
Marge: "If ye test should fail, to a doctor set sail!"
I have been sitting here in Chicago happy, because I do not have to venture out on Friday the 13th.
I don't like Friday the 13th, ever since my dog Lucky died on a Friday the 13th. That was about 40 plus years ago.
So I am thankful I can stay home today, while I watch our rain turn into snow. The phone rings and the caller I.D. says Swedish Covenant Hospital. I say to myself, "this can't be good". It wasn't. My tenant was going to work on the CTA and fell and broke her ankle. She needs my help climbing the flight of stairs she has to climb to get to her upstairs apartment.
Well Friday the 13th. Some are superstitious. I am one of those someones.
Truck wreck caused a 90 minute delay on my (usually VERY light) friday commute. Then once at work, I found the security door combination lock wouldn't open. 10 minutes later, I found out from a co-worker that they changed the combo last night (I was off yesterday).
My wife just called to tell me that she had to take over a fresh shirt to my sons school. Evidently, during recess, a bird decided to relieve itself while flying over my son. SPLAT...on the front and top/shoulder of his shirt.
OK...I've had enough. Someone elses turn now. (please)