Do You Feel Lucky?

Bad Luck:  The brakes in our minivan (aka: our lifeline to the outside world) started making a horrible grinding noise.

Good Luck:  Ah-ha!  The brakes are still under warranty from when we had work done on them late last fall.

Bad Luck:  Oh, darn-- that particular part of the brakes is not under warranty and that is what caused the other problem.  $471 dollars later.

Good Luck:  Going on a date with Clark this afternoon to get ice cream and an extended stop at the library.  We had lovely and meaningful discussions about his bright future.

Bad Luck:  Later on at home.  Where is Abe's cell phone?  Where is Abe's wallet?  Oh, CRAP-- he left them on the top of the minivan when he got home from picking it up from spending $471 for new brakes.

Worse Luck:  Oh, so that is what that noise was that Clark and I heard when we were driving the minivan to get ice cream...  Abe's stuff shifting around on the roof of the van.

Good Luck:  The cell phone survived the drive and was clinging for dear life to the top of the minivan.

Bad Luck:  The wallet was nowhere to be found.

Really Good Luck:  As Abe drove slowly and searchingly along Redwood Road, he FOUND his wallet!  It had been run over and looks a little worse for the wear, but WHO CARES?????  Disaster averted. 

For whatever it is worth, I don't actually believe in luck.  These "bad luck things" are nothing compared to the blessings and goodness we enjoy.  Just kind of a funny day.