The other day I was walking out of the grocery store, and I passed the scratch-off lottery ticket machine. Just like every time I walk out of the grocery store. But this time, I felt pulled to it. I *had* to buy a lottery ticket.
I think I have to stop this story now and explain that I NEVER buy lottery tickets. Well, not quite never since my family has this weird tradition to give lottery tickets for Christmas. But aside from Christmas, I've probably only bought 10 lottery tickets in my whole life. So it's not like I always feel this draw to the lottery ticket machine.
I went to the machine, and they don't give change. So I checked my wallet: 2 singles! Just what I needed to buy a CashWord ticket. It was a sign! So I put in my money, pressed the button, and out popped by ticket. For those of you who haven't seen one, a CashWord ticket looks like a filled in crossword puzzle, and you have to uncover the letters in the words. Know what word was right in the middle of my ticket? SIGN! It was definitely a sign!
So I went home, and scratched my ticket. Within the first 5 letters, I got an "I" and an "N". Wow, that gave me my first word: INN. Which rhymes with WIN. Definitely a sign. I only needed three words to win back my $2...every word after that would be gravy. I was even hoping for 10 words for $20k! I scratched off a few more letters, and a I got the word "QUIP", which had no special meaning, except that having two words was only one word away from having THREE words, and starting to win.
So I uncovered more letters. Ooo, only need an "H" to get "HEADACHE". Only need a "J" to have "JOLLY". I'm soooo close!
Then I scratched off the rest of my letters. And do you know what? I didn't win! Nothing! Can you believe it?
I should have looked at the rest of the words on the ticket. "THRIFT", as in what I *should* have been thinking about as I passed the ticket machine. "EGO", as in what I had too much of thinking I could walk over and pick the winning ticket. "DISAPPEAR", as in what happened to my $2. "TRASH", as in what this ticket is. "BURLAP", as in, well, burlap.
If things like this keep up, I'm going to be forced to concede that I am not, in fact, psychic.
Replies to comments on Love That Logo:
Nancy: The Fathers of Twins logo is even more hilarious. I've got Firefly in my purse!
Giovanna, Aubrey, and TinaBean: I'm sure the things I see in the logo say more about *me* than the logo :) I'm a Freudian nightmare!
Laura: I can't wait to hear what you think about Firefly! Are you going to blog a review??
Fit Me Pink: Yes, that guy was STRANGER and STRANGER! I can't believe what comes out of people's mouths. Of course, I can't believe what comes out of my mouth half the time!
Kimberly: I have to admit, half of why I love this shirt is that it looks a bit like a middle finger. I'm soooo immature!
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