Party Pooper - I'll Be Back

I've had exciting (okay, "exciting" is a relative term) things happen the last two days, and I mentioned that these kinds of things come in threes . . . they do, right??  

Well, funnyinmymind was quite the little party pooper yesterday by pronouncing that it's death and plane crashes that come in threes!    Downer.  And, by the way, the mere mention of "party pooper" just now made me think of Arnold Schwartzenegger (whom I dislike now since the whole 'cheat on Maria Shriver with your maid' thing happened) in Kindergarten Cop.  But, I digress (again).   So after the pp comment, I began to second guess myself.  I got anxious and watched over my shoulder, waiting for something bad to happen.  Which really could have happened since I wasn't watching where I was going.  We do have a pretty good mass (again, "mass" being a relative term) transit system here in town.  I could have been hit by a bus while watching over my shoulder for death and plane crashes (thank you very much Ms. funnyinmymind).  But, fortunately, I wasn't - hit by a bus, that is. 

So, maybe THAT is the third exciting thing in a row that has happened to me -  I survived!  I wasn't hit by a bus!   No planes came crashing down on my head.   No escaped gorillas or lions or tigers or bears ripped me to shreds.  AND . . . it's the weekend!   What could be better??! 

Gotta look for the positive in everything!

(By the way, I love funnyinmymind (in spite of the party pooperness).  She is funny in MY mind too! - check her out!!)