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“You gotta try your luck at least once a day, because you could be going around lucky all day and not even know it.” – Jimmy Dean

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I have officially eaten all the marshmallows out of the Lucky Charms.

I know because I checked. Twice.

I was 99.9 % certain this was the case, since they have been sitting on the top shelf of the pantry for the last month, unscathed. It would seem without those sugary, non-nutrient, artificially sweetened, red dye #40 (green dye #23 yellow dye #31 and blue dye #42) non-organic marshmallow chemical bits, this cereal is neither lucky, nor charming.

Also, it looks like cat food.

And when breakfast looks like kitty kibble, nobody wants to eat it, not even the cat.


I think the point I’m trying to make is everything needs a bit of charm, a hint of sweet, a little surprise melting in the milk.  Because if all that life is, is bland, feline foodie survival, if  life isn’t sweet at all, lets be honest, you aren’t going to keep eating it. So throw some sugar on me. make it sweet. Find the mini marshmallows hidden in the cat foodtop s

Life is too short. Luck is too fleeting and can’t be counted on. So count on yourself instead; you be the one to find the charms in life; the simple things that make you happy.

For me, the marshmallows in life include;

Finding a $5 bill in the laundry, remembering your password without having to reset it, the sound of rain on wooden shingles.

Blanket tents, nights that turn into morning, the smell of baking bread, warm socks straight from the dryer.

Laughing until your sides hurt, the ache of homesickness eased, hitting all green lights, arriving on time, a toddler giving you a leg hug.

Double rainbows, fresh cut grass, friends that turn into family, someone other than you replacing the empty toilet paper roll, the sweet dusty draw of summer nights in the desert.

Finding a parking place right up front, not getting stuck in the security line, awareness, forgiveness, the quiet calm of a star filled night, the crackling pop of a campfire.

Unexpected smiles, bike rides, crunchy, crimson maple leaves, holding the hand of a friend, antibiotics.

Hugs. Cuddling.  Watching your child put a garbage can liner in the garbage can without being asked. College acceptance letters, seeing a loved one find success.

The unbearable excitement of Christmas Eve, new pajama pants, and a baby wrapped in a fluffy towel, his still damp head pressed against your heart, the smell of baby shampoo almost your undoing.

Sometimes when life is particularly bland, or you get drawn into the seductive lure of scarcity; you panic, you don’t pace yourself, you are too sugar starved to wait.

If you gorged yourself on lucky charm marshmallows, let it be; and for heaven sakes do something with the sugar high before you crash and burn.

“You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.”
Cormac McCarthy

“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.”
Dalai Lama XIV

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