Remember when I broke my mirror and was automatically assigned seven years bad luck? If not, read here.
I’m here to tell you, that is all bull hockey. You can take it to the bank.
Because if I was having bad luck, I wouldn’t have this story to tell you.
Since breaking my mirror, I have looked high and low, far and wide for another one. A pretty one. Not a plastic one with a handle from the drugstore.
This past weekend, we went into a consignment shop, and I found this little treasure for $7.50! You can’t beat that.
The kicker is, it’s almost identical to my last one.
TAKE THAT, Superstition.
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I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences.
I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak.
A few things you might discover about me:
•Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things
•My family makes this world a better place for me to live in
•I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either
•I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin
•My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers
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“When you look for the bad in mankind, expecting to find it, you surely will." Pollyanna
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