Ever have one of those days where you feel this gnawing sense of foreboding. Something is going to go wrong and you are just waiting for it to happen...but it doesn't. I feel that way today; but so far this morning I haven't so much as hit a red light while taking Tyler to school. That, in and of itself, is weird. I ALWAYS hit the red lights. Every one of them!
OK. Now the husband is requesting my attention. Be right back...
30 minutes later: That was different. I almost never get lucky at this time of day. Hmm.
Now where was I? Oh yes. Foreboding. Hmm. Yeah, not feeling it so much anymore. If something weird happens later; I guess I'll come back and update this entry.