Saturday, January 2, 2010

The Way My Luck Runs

I was meaning to sit down and write a post about how much 2009 sucked. Because in so many ways it did. It sucked harder than just about any year in my piling up years. But I kept thinking about Bug and how I have spent the whole year with her. Every night. Every day. I have never been a lucky person. I am not saying that to be negative, it is just the truth. Things don't just happen for me. I'm not a contest winner. I don't ever open the mailbox and find cash. OK, every now and then I find and old 20 dollar bill in a purse I haven't used in a while and when that happens I do think I LUCKED OUT. I'm all, "Hey, 20 bucks, let's go out and get us some Starbucks." But seriously, is finding old money really luck? Methinks it is more like housekeeping than luck. But the point is, seeing Bug turn into a talking (did I tell you she knows at least 100 words?), running, funny, boisterous, silly, persistent, hugable, almost jumping, loving, adorable, little person has been my biggest stroke of luck to date. So F U 2009, you didn't get me down after all. And now you are gone and done for and I am still standing so it looks like I won.

3 comments:

Existential Waitress said...

Wow - 100 words already? What a little chatterbox! ;) I tell you, the girls just LOVE to talk. Here's to 2010 kicking ass!

Amie said...

God I hope so! And yes, Bug is non-stop talk all day--and even night--in her sleep.

Amanda@BrilliantSulk said...

2009 was pretty craptastic for me too. But my kids, those darn kids. They always manage to make me laugh...

Happy New Year!