moral of the story: don't pick your teeth with a $20 unless you can afford to lose it.
the story is after the song lyrics that have nothing whatsoever to do with the story i'm about to tell.
feel free to skip ahead to the asterisk * if you are rushed for time.
you recall the song lyrics from yesterday? they were inspiring and just what i needed to hear that day. in that moment.
Pretty soon though, (like today) they subliminally turned into these lyrics.
on one of my many trips to the restroom.
Gotta go ,gotta go, gotta go!
Gotta go! gotta go! gotta go!
with the drinks i'm pouring down on me
i gotta goooooo
my classiness is astounding.
**wanna hear all about my Friday night date?
The hubs and I hit Pei Wei, (i had a craving)
so we went. ate dinner and were on our way to my Happy place (TjMAXX)
to peruse the aisles/window shop since we didn't really wanna go home to the herd, but didn't have money to spend either.
I'm happy to wander there for hours plus as a bonus i know where the bathroom is there. when nature calls. (back to song lyrics, then back t ...)
we are on our way, the hubs has something in his teeth and has a bad habit of using money(dirty grody money). he didn't have a dollar bill though so he busted out a $20. (he'd fixed my Dad's A/C unit for him that afternoon to get some much needed cash flow.
while he's picking his teeth, Driving in our beater car with the windows down, a gust of wind blew in and blew the $20 bill out the window , right out of his hand.
WHAT THE HECK?
he instantly whipped out the phrase,
" if it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all."
so, we turned around when we could and he began walking that stretch of street looking for the $20 bill.
(you can't drive away from a $20)
he walked, while i drove.
down one side of this major street for 2 blocks. then back up it, then down the median, and then again up it, this time closer to the bushes on the side of the road.
where, over to the far right, he noticed a little flutter on a bush and FOUND the runaway money. like 3 feet after i passed him.
(of all the freaking luck! ideally it would have been before i passed him)
so he had to continue his trek down the road and 10 feet from the car he hit a dip in the sidewalk and sprained his ankle no less. FACE-PLANT.
talk about no luck.
While on this adventure, he passed a couple walking a dog, and wondering what the heck this guy was doing walking back and forth on this dark stretch of sidewalk, they asked.
"Um, what are you doing?"
to which he retold the tale of the runaway money. and announced that yes he just found it, that the search was indeed worth it!
they said,"That is an amazing story,well, please tell us you REALLY need this money." still looking at him like he's crazy.
to which he responded...
"I have 6 kids. my wife is pregnant. we have no insurance. I'm unemployed. we just lost our house. and we are broke. Does that qualify to really needing the money?"to which they replied,
"WELL PRAISE GOD"
and he added "HALLELUJAH!"
When the hubs got back in the car, after i saw him biff it.
and hearing about this conversation where he honestly described our reality.
i said. wow, we sound SUPER Pathetic when it's all listed like that. '
since i don't normally think of us as all that pathetic. (i live in Denial, so sue me)
then we got a call from the kids, and we rushed home. something with the hubs call center wasn't working right and calls were coming in.
yeah that happened. now back to the top to read the moral of the story. now back to ...
Yup. it really happened.
at least i got a date.
P. S. this picture has nothing to do with anything either BUT we found it tonight on the hubs phone. she's starting young on the cell phone self pics. Gotta love it.
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