This title reminds me of baseball. I've been watching a lot of baseball lately, not because I like baseball, my husband does. To me watching baseball is like watching paint dry. Anyhoo, I've noticed that baseball players are a very superstitious lot. As are the announcers. For example, if a pitcher is doing extremely well, having a perfect game or a no-hitter or whatever ( I get these mixed up all the time) no one talks about it. Like if the announcer remarks that the pitcher is throwing a great game, BOOM!, there it goes, out the window and suddenly someone will hit a three-run homer.
Silly, I know.
What's my point? I promise I'm getting to it. My point is that the Little Prince has actually been sleeping in somewhat of a normal pattern as of late and therefore so have I! And I realize that now that I've said that tonight is going to Hell and I will not get any sleep at all and tomorrow I'm going to kick myself for even talking about it.
Just like in baseball.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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