I've been a bit unlucky lately.

&nbsp;

Let me rephrase:  I've been unlucky with men lately.

&nbsp;

Let me rephrase:  I've attracted emotionally stunted men into my life lately which is quite unfortunate.

&nbsp;

Luckily, everything else in my life is smashing.

&nbsp;

A few days ago, I was cleaning out my pantry and came across a bottle of distilled water.  I wondered why I owned a bottle of distilled water.  I actually stood there for about 10 seconds with distilled water jug in hand trying to recall why on earth it was in my pantry.  (This happens quite a bit post-40.)  I then remembered.

&nbsp;

The Lucky Bamboo!  Lucky requires distilled water to remain alive and therefore bring luck into my life!

&nbsp;

(Years ago, I had a <del>dream</del> nightmare that Lucky was dying, and I started crying, "My luck is running out!"  It was awful.  I'm obviously still scarred by it.)

&nbsp;

(Not that I'm superstitious or anything.  I mean, who really believes in that crap.)

&nbsp;

(But I would hate for Lucky or Money Tree at work to die because they are living creatures and all.  Yeah, that's it!)

&nbsp;

Back to the pantry cleansing...

&nbsp;

I looked over to where I keep Lucky, and Lucky was GONE!!!

&nbsp;

I actually stood there for about 10 seconds (still holding on to the distilled water bottle) trying to recall where in the world was Lucky???

&nbsp;

Oh, yeah.  Dina <em>dah</em>ling watched him during Christmas Break.

&nbsp;

Even though I've seen Dina <em>dah</em>ling countless times since then, and even though she only lives a few hundred paces away, the return of Lucky has never taken place.  I don't think Dina <em>dah</em>ling has been trying to steal my luck.  I just think that she, too, is in her forties and therefore very forgetful like me.

&nbsp;

I also remembered that Dina <em>dah</em>ling jokes about how she can't keep plants alive.

&nbsp;

I gasped so audibly that Little Miss B cocked her head.  I ran to my phone to do what everyone does these days in an urgent situation.  I texted.

&nbsp;

<span style="color: #ff00ff;"><strong>Actual text message to Dina <em>dah</em>ling:</strong> </span> I just remembered my bamboo.  Is it still alive??  :-p

&nbsp;

<span style="color: #808000;"><strong>Actual text from Dina <em>dah</em>ling:</strong></span> Barely!
<p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">And this concludes our story of how I reclaimed my luck.  Let's hope that <strong><a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/04/22/day-206-i-intended-on-making-my-first-curry-but/" target="_blank">my new plan</a></strong><a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/04/22/day-206-i-intended-on-making-my-first-curry-but/" target="_blank"> </a>works and luck infiltrates all areas of my life.</p>
&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;

&nbsp;