Yep, you got it!!! Does Friday the 13th frighten you? Lots of people fear the number 13. What is your worst experience with Friday the 13th? My worst was decades ago. My sister and I shared a room on the attic floor of our home. It was a huge room, with a long hallway leading to the stairs which led to the first floor. One week, my sister decided to dust the floor with Endust and a dust mop. Always looking for a quick way to finish a job. The morning of that particular 13th, I got dressed for school and finished with my socks. My shoes were on the first floor, so I started down the hall. My socks were the perfect vehicle to make the hallway a "slip and slide". My feet slipped out from under me, and I fell onto my bottom right at the top of the steps. But it didn't stop there. I toppled down the steps, landing on my head. But it gets worse . . . the cat had barfed at the bottom of the steps and guess where my hair ended up. Yep!! Right in the cat-yack. Needless to say, I didn't make it to school that day.
Since I married Rod, however, Friday the 13th is a good thing. Thirteen is our lucky number. His birthday is 13 days after mine, and our anniversary is 13 days after his birthday. Have you any Friday the 13th horror stories to share?? Have a good and safe day.
2 comments:
I don't think anyone can beat your story. I feel that Friday the 13th is lucky for me as I was born on Friday the 13th.
I'm not superstitious, not in a "mean it" way. We celebrate Friday the 13th as a "cats holiday." We have a black cat and an orange cat, but they're both black cats on Friday the 13th and there are extra treats for black cats today! (Much like the surprise of how many people at the bar are Irish on St. Pat's!)
My Dad had an awful Friday the 13th in July 1979. Mom had take my brother and me to our first concert and it was the day before we left for our big trip to Italy. Pop got in an accident on the way home, no one was hurt, but some car damage. To this day he swears the accident wasn't his fault, but the other car was 2 undercover cops and he was treated like it was his fault from the get go!
I don't remember if he actually got ticketed, but it didn't affect our travel plans. Maybe that was why he hated my black cat that I got a few years later. Hmm...
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