My destiny
Has you ever experienced something as a result of a series of such random events that it can only have been destiny?
This morning I went to put on the stretchy jeans that I wear, um, every day and remembered I'd put them in the wash basket (actually, they went of their own accord), but hadn't yet washed them. So I had to put on my exceedingly baggy jeans.
Later I invited David's mum to lunch. Once we'd collected Harry, it was pretty warm and she said it would be better to go to her house because she had frozen food from Morrisons.
At her house I was sitting on the patio having a drink and Harry was running around the garden. He kept bringing me things and then, after a while, he wanted to show me a little windmill, but he couldn't get it out of the ground. So I crossed the lawn and sat on a bench near the windmill.
By then grandma had pulled the windmill out for him and he brought it over to me to blow.
I leaned forward to blow it and...
A bird pooed down the back of my jeans.
Now does anyone know why a bird pooing down my jeans is my destiny?
Oh god!
That's equal parts hilarious and awful. How rude of that bird!
BUT bird poo is supposed to be good luck (my mum always says)... it'd better be something great, eh?! x
Posted by: diane | 08 June 2007 at 05:05 PM
The worst thing was, it was really hot... :(
Yep, my MIL said, "Where there's muck, there's luck." Bloody Northerners. ;)
Posted by: Keris | 08 June 2007 at 05:07 PM
ewwwwwwwwwww :( Poor you.
i've never been poohed on, or stung, but i bet it's coming!
Posted by: diane | 08 June 2007 at 05:08 PM
Funnily enough, I thought something had stung me until I put my hand back and... ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Posted by: Keris | 08 June 2007 at 05:15 PM