Years of sun damage have finally caught up to me and I never seem to make it out of the dermatologist’s office without some bad news.
Using the lucky mug to influence my fortunes is just one of many superstitions and rituals I’ve adopted on and off since I was a child.
When we were growing up, my sisters and I were convinced our family was cursed and attributed all childhood misfortune to it.
After I was married, I marveled at how extraordinarily lucky (my now ex-) husband was. No matter how illegal, crazy or careless his actions,
Most of us aren’t so lucky. For those of us born without “the lucky horseshoe”, there are superstitions, rituals and bargains with God. I started early.
As my childhood passed, lucky talismans and superstitions came and went.
When I was 13, I struck my first bargain with God.
We were invited up to a neighbor’s lake cabin for a day of swimming and boating. I couldn’t wait to try water skiing, but as the day approached I became worried and nervous. My sole athletic accomplishment to date had been passing Beginner Swimming at the local pool.
As we drove home that night, I knew it was time to make the first payment of the 25,550 (approximate) lifetime rosaries promised. I started praying… and promptly fell asleep.
I made a good effort the first week, but fell asleep every time I started praying. I told myself I’d say two rosaries a day to make up for the missed payments. I eventually re-negotiated the entire deal, telling God that giving up TV for Lent that year covered Lent plus the rosary obligation. It was delusional, but I didn’t think it was a good idea to leave a contract WITH GOD hanging without resolution. (That’s just the solid kind of businesswoman I am.)
Tomorrow: Adulthood Size Superstitions, Rituals and Bargains with God