Lucky 13, even better if it falls on a Friday.

Most people get a shiver down their spines when you mention that Friday the 13th is coming up. They imagine scary movies, a day full of trips & falls, bad news, etc. The number 13 is my lucky number and Friday the 13th has always been a day of good fortune for me. This past Friday was no exception, hey I even won a prize in the Mega Millions drawing on Friday, it was only $7, but a win is a win!

It is strange how this number has reoccurred in my life over and over. Both my sister and I were born on the 13th. My closest childhood friend Stacey Hasener, was also born on the 13th. My first real boyfriend was born on the 13th, that was Doug Fritz. My first love, Jody Hauck, was also born on the 13th, and most importantly, I met my husband (the love of my life) on Friday the 13th. How cool is that. I'll never forget talking to my Mom on the phone, on Friday March 13th, 1992, she said," hey you should go to happy hour today after work, it is the 13th you know, you might meet someone special." I did, that is the day I met Jeff.

Funny coincidence or master plan..... well you know what I think, I believe it is all part of a plan. I don't put much faith in luck. Have a fantastic week friends!

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