I like to think we make our own luck, but sometimes some luck just comes along and jumps in your pocket. I like that, too.
Today I had a little of that.
In the car, I said, "Woohoo! Today is my lucky day."
Matt said, "No, woohoo it's my lucky day. Your lucky day is in September."
Me: "Can we share a lucky day?"
Matt: "No. You can't share a lucky day."
He's right. So I'm keeping it all to myself.
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When I have my first perfect day, I'll invite you to share it. At my age, though, without one yet, I'd suggest you not turn down any of your own.
Ha ha.
Dad
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