First the blogs I follow went missing and spoiled my evening of blog reading, but then they came back. I thought that meant that the universe and I were good. Friendly even.
I should really know better by now, shouldn't I.
I was in the garage to and was just getting ready to slip on my shoes when I see this:
In. my. freaking. shoe.
I love nature. Really. I do. I put up with the snakes in the pool and the snakes in the skimmer basket and ginormous groundhogs eating all of my flowers. But this?
Reptiles in my shoes are NOT OKAY.
Clearly, the universe is
upset pissed. I don't think the usual fare of lucky rabbit's feet and four leaf clovers are going to get me out of this pickle. Fortunately, as I sat contemplating my miserable fate blogger Janie Woods came to my rescue with this comment:
"I pay homage to the blog gods by lighting a candle and dancing naked to some tribal music. It usually doesn't work, but my husband laughs his ass off."
I'm just desperate enough to restore order to my world and get off the universe's shit list that I'm going to have to try it.