SSS SUPERSTITIOUS

Welcome to another episode of 

Saturday Scavenger Shots!

The word this week...picked by little ol' me...

"SUPERSTITIOUS"

in honor of yesterday being Friday the 13th.

(A day that I actually consider to be generally lucky for me personally.)

So here we go!

I wanted to avoid the usual suspects;

four leaf clovers, broken mirrors, horse shoes and those 

awful, horrible, terrible, unwanted...

shiver, shiver, shiver...

silly rabbit's feet.

This is my lucky bamboo plant.

I've no idea what makes it an object of luck.

It is the only SUPERSTITIOUS object in my home.

It is my understanding that depending on how many

shoots are in the pot...

it is lucky in different ways.

This one is supposed to attract money.

I bought it because of the cute frogs on the pot.

According to the Carpenters...

the kiss at a wedding is for luck.

One of many wedding SUPERSTITIONS.

Something borrowed, something blue...

But I must say...

a fish was the last SUPERSTITIOUS item I 

expected to find in my search!

This poor little parrot fish has been given a laser

tattoo.

The symbols are rainbows, flowers or other lucky

SUPERSTITIOUS signs.

They are called "fortune fish" or "Lucky Fish".

They look cute and they are pretty, 

but if I were a parrot fish, I do not think that I would

consider my tattoo a bit of good luck for me.

There we have it!

Another fun SSS post completed.

I do hope that you navigated Friday the 13th

with no sorrows to speak of...

mine was wonderful.

 

Now then...

Do tell!

Is there something that you are 

SUPERSTITIOUS 

about?

Any little lucky ritual you perform before you

bowl, bat, or play your lottery numbers?

Well???

 

 

 

 

HARE BRAINED

The man had given me assignments before he left yesterday morning.

 Lately I have begun to recognize places and have a much 

clearer picture in my head where things are

 in this big warren.

I pulled my best can-do attitude out of the hat and set out on the road.

Weee...

First stop, the first bank.  No problem.

I used my magic cards and got the cash in hand.

I had about 45 minutes to kill before the other places I needed to go opened.

My tumbly was grumbly, so I stopped in at my favorite place for a breakfast nibble.

Yum!

Next stop the pharmacy... where I bought a "lucky" bamboo plant and other things.

Back home again, I dropped those things off and checked to be sure that

my fiercely friendly pig bull had not allowed the magazine scammer

to return and remove our things.

I decided that since I was going on the freeway that I should take my phone with me.

No phone.  Not anywhere.

I ran across my old pay as you go phone... it had 3 minutes left and I decided that was "lucky",

and it would do for an emergency.

Zoom... off to the Emerald City to get our certified copy of our marriage license.

I was sure that I knew how to get to the green bridge that I had to cross.

Wrong lane choices sent me under the bridge instead of over the bridge,

then back the way I had come.
I could see it.

Eventually I crossed it.

I found a perfect parking spot, got in, grabbed my "proof" and headed back home

in a shake.

This time I only made one wrong turn.

Luck was still with me!

In my self defense... these are all one way streets and do not look anything like the way you arrive  vs

the way you leave.

Back in familiar turf, I manage to get a few things that the man wanted me to pick up

at a different store near where I had eaten earlier.

I decided to stop in and ask if I might have left my phone there.

They were very helpful!

My waitress and the owner helped me look around the booth where I had sat.

We couldn't see it but maybe it fell between the seat and the wall...

there was a crack there.

The owner offered to pull the bench seat out.

The waitress says

"Wait, give me your number... we'll see if we can hear it ring!"

A much saner idea.

Then we heard my boob ring.

I think they are probably still having a chuckle about it.

At least I didn't lose it... I suppose that's lucky after all.

=:-/

I resisted the urge to peal out and made my way to the second bank.

No problem there.  Phew!

I even found my way  back home...

where I found this...

That was one of my slippers and one of my duck feet.

Now I only have my tennies and my hiking boots.

Neither are summer shoes.

I thought rabbit's feet were supposed to be lucky!

And what about that darned lucky bamboo?