Isis was my favorite. She dressed like an Egyptian version of Wonder Woman. I loved Wonder Woman too. I desperately wanted a tiara and bracelets that could repel bullets.
I was also taking piano lessons at the time. They were scheduled right in the middle of Isis. Let me tell you, there is nothing worse than being called out of the most exciting part of the TV show to have to take a piano lesson because if you missed it, you'd have to wait and entire season for them to repeat it and having your little brother tell you what happened was never the same because he always left out the really important stuff like those thoughtful, meaningful looks Isis would get when she found out something really deep about her past, or the amulet, etc.
Thank goodness for the invention of the DVR.
In between all this was Schoolhouse Rock. What a brilliant move, hiding education amongst the Saturday morning cartoons. Schoolhouse Rock taught me the preamble to the U.S. Constitution, how a bill becomes a law, and that three is a magic number.
Where was I? Oh yes. Let's review.
- Dishwasher fails (replaced with new one. Pretty!).
- Brewguy's car is smushed (construction foreman backed his truck into Brewguy's car. $2,200).
- I contracted an urinary tract infection (pain in the girly parts. Ow!).
They say that bad things come in sets of three. Why only bad stuff? Why don't GOOD things come in sets of three? Is it because we attach more weight to bad, distinctive events and as a result they are more memorable than good events?
There's a psychology theory for this but I'm too lazy to look it up right now.
Let's give it a try. Three good things... Long term good things like having a job, a healthy family, and a nice house don't count. Well, they COUNT, just not for the purposes of this exercise.
Thinking...
- I found some great vintage jewelry at the thrift store on Friday.
- Ciprofloxacin is still effective against UTI.
- IKEA has free breakfast today!
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