Friday, June 13, 2008

Friday the 13th


Would it surprise you if I said that I LOVE Friday the Thirteenths?

I used to be afraid of them. I was raised under a roof of superstition. My Mom and Nana had every superstition DOWN! I can't remember if it was knives or forks falling on the ground that signaled vistitors, but my Nana would curse that. I was always like, "YAY, Company! Maybe they'll rescue me!" Then there were the times we would be driving down a street only to see a - YEP, you guessed it - Black Cat cross the road. I remember more than once my Step Dad turning the car around and going down the next street. I always wondered what would happen if that cat kept going and crossed in front of us again. That would have been the end of the night, I suppose. My sister and I were so frightened by everything. We would even think twice about going out to a party or football game (or even the library!) on a Full Moon.

Good Lord!

Superstitions can really hold your mind and soul in bondage. So it was a great thing when early on I experienced quite the opposite of what I had been told.

I turned 13 on a Friday the Thirteenth. Cool, huh? I thought so... Anyway, there was a school dance... it was the end of the year and we were all ready to GET OUT! I remember all of my friends requesting the coolest Duran Duran songs and dancing with Dan to Spandau Ballet. I can still picture a hall full of new teens bursting into cheers every time one of my songs came on. It felt like they were cheering for ME! I was getting hugs and birthday wishes all night. It was AWESOME!

And to think I almost DIDN'T go because of superstitions.

Mind you, it still took a while after that night to deprogram the silliness that the adults in my life had put into my vulnerable little mind. It took a while for me to not be afraid of one crow on the lawn but happy about two. I finally learned to turn it to my advantage. Just for fun a few years back, we adopted a beautiful black cat, aptly named Snowball. Mom seriously asked me if we had done it to keep her away. Well, that might have been kinda true...

Ever since that dance, I've tried to find something to do on a Friday the Thirteenth that turns the Bad Luck vibe upside down. Alas, this one snuck up on me. We were wrapping up our first homeschooling year... my computer was being upgraded for more (WAY more) space... I had a copy deadline... yada yada yada...

So here I sit, Friday the Thirteenth, with nothing fun planned. Hmmm... Any suggestions?

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8 comments:

HappyWifeHappyLife said...

I didn't even REALIZE today was Friday the 13th until now. DUH.

Maybe you should buy a lottery ticket, since you seem to have Good Luck on this day.

Just one ticket though. I never buy more than one.

Ruahines said...

Kia ora Sugar,
We are ahead by a day over in this part of the world, so on Friday the 13th here in Aotearoa I pitched our tent in the backyard with my 5 year old son and lit a wee fire. It was a very cool night, albeit somewhat quiet. Have a lovely day.
Rangimarie,
Robb

Jasmine said...

Up here at the exploratorium they put on an exhibit where they tried out all these superstitions like breaking a mirror and having a black cat walk in front of you and all that. Basically to prove that it isn't really unlucky...or maybe that it was. Haha.

D'Arcy said...

I wish I could have spent an evening with you! We could have gotten a tarot card reading. I NEVER would get those as I grew up learning that the devil was in those cards. However, a very spiritual friend of mine from India was visiting last month and he read my cards, and lots of beautiful things that made sense came out. I really thought it was going to be evil, or I would feel dread, but nope! One superstition down! (lots more to go for me).

Happy (Late) Friday the 13th!

Sugar said...

This is how crazy our house was... we KNEW (haha) that the devil was in the game cards, BUT Tarot cards were consulted before doing ANYTHING! Not to mention chicken bones and some weird shells that still give me the creeps to this day... yep... explains a lot...

Naomi said...

Ever watch that movie w/ Selma Hayek and Matthew Perry...what the heck was it called...anyway, I'm totally Selma's character. Signs are everywhere! I don't know if that makes me superstitious or just crazy. I do knock on wood an awful lot and always throw salt over my shoulder. I also have a bunch of those blue eye things that are suppose to ward off the evil eye, my grandma's horseshoe over my front door and primrose growing to stop people from putting a hex on me...okay so maybe I'm crazy AND superstitious.

D'Arcy said...

Fools Rush In!

Love that movie

Sugar said...

Follow Up:

It turned out to be quite a Lucky Friday the Thirteenth... but nothing I want to jinx yet...

Sorry, that's about it. And may lightning strike me down if I talk!