"lucky day"

Ok....today is my "lucky day"....I know I know....Christians don't believe in "luck"...but with all the "fakes" out there ...saying, having a "blessed" day now kinda sticks in my throat...Satan has stolen that line...and now it sounds...hmmm?....dumb..."blessed" has lost the wonderful, magnificent meaning it once had because the "posers" over-use it.

So, today I had a "lucky day"...I'm on my walk....."lucky" because I haven't really been able to walk since OCTOBER...good nite....but now I can....AND it's relatively pain free....soooo..I'm walking along and there they are...the trash pick up guys...now...in the past I have run into them on my walk home....both times only about a mile from home...we are walking in the SAME direction and soooooooooooooooooooo I can never get past them...I stay WITH them....because I'm walking and they are starting and stopping every 20 feet...have you ever SMELLED the trash pick up truck? Uh, let's just be kind and say it smells like..hmmmm?....BUTT!!!!

Yep, that's putting it nicely....so...in the past I've been within 1 mile of home and we have to walk together...that is, of course, unless I want to turn around and walk the "circle" in the opposite direction....which is 2 miles instead of the 1 mile I have left...now that I have done it twice...the extra mile would have been worth it...because you CANNOT get away from the rancid smell....but....today......my "lucky day"...they were going in the OPPOSITE direction...I would pass them and NOT see them again for 3 miles...in which...for whatever reason, they were excited and decided to honk, wave AND smile when they saw me....I waved back...thinking to myself how very "lucky", (really blessed) I was...that for 3 solid miles...we were moving in opposite directions....only THEY had to smell that horrid, rancid smell...America...our trash....we stink...but, oh how far we have come from the days we poured our "chamber pots" in the streets.....and oh how not far the Middle East has come....they still won't shake your hand with their right hand...because, well,....that's their toilet paper.....ewwww.....bye Usama...sorry, you are going to spend your birthday on top the birthday cake WITH the candles ....forever.....did you REALLY expect to see the 21 virgins? or was it 100? Men, good nite! crazy.

that's all.

Oh, on a totally different note....I ALWAYS say what ever I think.....very difficult to keep secrets...but I can when it's very important...but I just want to throw out 1 code word for a "follower"...and you know who you are...this one is for you...."hey Brazil....how's it goin? Love you :)