I forgot to mention that yesterday when picking up CootieGirl and CootieBoy from daycare a bird flew overhead. As I saw it take off in my general direction I thought, “That bird had better NOT p00p on me.”
Well, wouldn’t you know it? Just as it passes over me (only about 5 feet above my head, I might add), he did his thing. Fortunately it didn’t go on my head, but it did hit my shoulder and arm. Fortunately I had a light jacket on which I promptly took off.
The daycare worker told me it was good luck, but I don’t believe it. Seems like crappy luck to me (pun intended).