I just realized that earlier today I walked under a ladder AND broke a mirror.
I needed to borrow a short ladder from my mom’s to trim my hedges. She’s in the midst of getting roof work done. As I walked off with the ladder I needed, I walked under a tall ladder leaned up against her house.
Several hours later, I was working on my bathroom renovations. The wallboard is coming down, and the mirror above my bathroom sink was glued onto the wallboard. As I tried to remove it, it broke all over the place.
If a black cat crosses my path later tonight, I’m going to be like that priest in “The Omen,” who had Bible pages wallpapering his room.
:eek:
Anybody wanna come hang out?
Jesus! Im not saying Im superstitious or anything, but I think I’d probably spend a few days around the house with mittens on… you know, just in case. =)
ptooie. I’m a painting contractor & walk under ladders on a daily basis. I also have a fairly mobile black cat (I can’t remember whether it’s left to right, or right to left crossings that are “bad luck.” whatever.)
I could come over and spill some salt, how’s that grab ya?
Apparently in Britain, black cats are actually good luck. So if you do see one, just assume it has an english accent, and you should be fine.
*:::Persephone quickly thumbs through spell books to try & find something to counter Milo’s bad mojo:::
Hang on, dammit, I know there’s something here somewhere…oh wait, here it is…uhhhhhh…
Sorry man, I’m afraid you’re just totally screwed. So, if you decide to come down here for the Dopapalooza, just let me know. I’d be happy to…um…get you a hotel room. 