Paris green one-two
I was going to save this for the 100 Things (yeah, I'm still planning on posting that at some point, don't blame you if you've forgotten about it, and don't really think you should hold your breath over it) because I felt - not thought, felt - that it was too personal and that at least you should have to dig through a list of inane and irrelevant facts to get to hear about it, but then I realized: it's not personal at all. And I haven't written about anything even pretending to be substantial in weeks.
So!
Once a year, on the same day, I play the lottery. Pick four. I decided to play pick four because I/Other & I had a four-digit number come up several times in several different circumstances. Three years ago, I picked a random day (feb 19), and purchased a straight ticket and here we are. Last year we were in NYC and it was a Sunday, so I didn't play. This year, President's Day: buses running? No. Lotto drawings? Yes.
It's not like I think I'm going to win - it's just a thing to do.
But if I do win? YARN BINGE.
So!
Once a year, on the same day, I play the lottery. Pick four. I decided to play pick four because I/Other & I had a four-digit number come up several times in several different circumstances. Three years ago, I picked a random day (feb 19), and purchased a straight ticket and here we are. Last year we were in NYC and it was a Sunday, so I didn't play. This year, President's Day: buses running? No. Lotto drawings? Yes.
It's not like I think I'm going to win - it's just a thing to do.
But if I do win? YARN BINGE.
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