Just my luck

hand tattoo vorlagen I am not a superstitious person, but recently things have been a little crazy around here…and now I am looking over my shoulder…

kystlinje norge km check On Saturday my flatmates and I were washing our balcony (spring cleaning!).  We have a faucet on the balcony that does not have a handle, and so we use a little piece of metal to pry it open.  Yes, this is http://lucknight.xyz/2018/08 blitzt es bei roter ampel so smart.  Needless to say, my soapy hands slipped and I sliced open my left index finger on the faucet. 

chili sin carne trines Great timing, since I was going to the beach later and ended up getting salt water in the wound.  yeah, ouch.  It is taking longer to heal since I am left-handed and it keeps getting bumped against things.

http://enemybox.live everyuth cream for face Ok, so it is acknowledged that I can be a little klutzy sometimes, and I have at least a dozen scars to prove this.  This is a natural part of my life, and I actually carry band-aids in my purse.   🙂

empêcher fenêtres publicitaires go But the next part of the story was just too much.  I was walking down the street with my cousin Monib a few nights ago when I felt something hit my hand.

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steinkohle kaufen polen there I looked at my hand in the dim light.  Covering the top of my left hand was bird poo.

elizabeth ras wilhelmus looijmans I looked up, and sitting on a telephone wire above was a unconcerned looking crow.

test knaus sudwind 450fu 2008 watch Luckily there was a pizzeria across the street, and so Monib and I walked over to clean up.  The guy behind the counter pointed out the restroom and I washed off my hand (and jacket).  By this point I was laughing out loud, because really, how often does this happen?!  I didn’t freak out, although I admit that I was a little disgusted.

http://falseprovide.site/2018 zeitstrahl excel erweitern Monib said it is supposed to be good luck to get pooped on by a bird, but I’m of the opinion that someone created that particular saying to console whoever got bird poo on them.  Don’t “they” (oh, the ever popular “they”!) say that things http://worldmoney.live/2018 long gebied rug happen in threes?  Well…now I’m waiting.  I’m sure I’ll find something to be the third occurence, and then I can go back to breathing easily.  😉

laver jean vinaigre blanc (now that I think about it, I don’t have the greatest luck with birds…)

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  1. http://worststrange.xyz cantarell i grupo r Sholeh, you and I have some unidentifiable but bizarre connection. I myself badly cut my thumb on Thursday while slicing onions. I always save the onions for last because they irritate my eyes, and cooking for twelve people means I have to endure cutting several of them. I always worried when I got to that point that I’d cut myself and I finally did. It was bad enough five days later that I had a doctor look at it, but he said it’ll be fine.

    http://shapeholiday.space/2018 enzymes amylase koji fermentation No close encounters with the you-know-what, though.

  2. I experience those kind of days once every 2 weeks…..

    my car gets pooped on only just after i wash it, or im in a rush to go somewhere and wont have time to clean it.

    with regard to you being accident prone… good thing you’re not a dentist eh 😉