Lucky is when the cottage rental you trustingly made via the internet with no way to verify its actual existence, actually exists.
Complete with a dock for peering at fish.
Lucky is getting not just one, but two, parking tickets, in separate cities, and the total fee is $15.
Lucky is when the one week you take a vacation has the best weather of the whole summer.
And nobody gets a sunburn.
Lucky is returning back to your rental before the overturned lamp actually catches the now scorched rug on fire.
Lucky is having other adults around when your son declares, "It's all right, my penis is lower than the blueberries," as he pees on a bush.
Lucky is when you realize that spending time together as a family actually makes you want to spend more time together as a family.
Lucky is listening to your toddler murmuring, "Happy happy happy," as her father carries her home.
1 comment:
Hey, everybody deserves a few lucky breaks!
I remember one time buying tickets to Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat on the day of the performance in Boston and getting seats in the middle of the front row of the mezzanine. Once in a lifetime luck!
Glad you had a nice vacation.
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