By Counting Crows
Two crows mean joy,
Three crows a wedding,
Four crows a boy,
Five crows mean silver,
Six crows mean gold,
Seven crows, a story thats never been told.
When I was a little girl, I’d guess about 6 or 7 yo, my Grandmother taught me this poem. She also gave me a small book of poems and the Crow poem was inside of it. I have no idea who wrote it. Ever since I first learned this poem, I cannot see a crow (or a raven) without reciting the poem. Alittle bit OCD huh? Anyhow, today I saw 5 crows 2X. Maybe Ill be winning the lottery this Saturday! As far as I am concerned, it is a GOOD omen.
Earlier today while I was at Indian Health Services (IHS) with Wee One waiting to give his MD’s nurse some medical and insurance papers, I over heard a young woman’s mother lecturing about her and her husband allowing their toddler, who I guess as the same age as Wee One, sleep in their bed. The young woman finally explained to her mother that after their daughter was asleep, that either she or her husband put their toddler into her own bed for the night. And, sometimes their daughter fell asleep in their recliner, then was put into her proper bed for the night. She stated this in a a-matter-of-fact tone of voice and her mother shut up, thankfully. Both of my boys as infants slept in my bed, a lot. It made it easier for middle of the night feedings because both of my boys had hearty appetites as babies, they ate A LOT. They were both bottle fed, so hubby shared in the middle of the night feedings sometimes. We never had any trouble getting either one of them to sleep in their own room. Wee One still needs to be asleep, but he’ll sleep in his bed until morning. He sometimes also will voluntarily on a rare occassion to take his afternoon nap in his bed too, those times, he just lays down and goes fast to sleep (of course Elvis is at the foot of his bed all cozy in a blanket!).
I woke up this morning not feeling well at all. So tomorrow in between my many things to do, I have to see my personal MD. I hope it is nothing serious and tomorrow I can eat and drink. I am worried about my sugar, I had gestational diabetes with both pregnancies but it left as soon as I delivered, ack! I hope that is NOT what it is…..diabetes runs rampant in my family, good ole genes…
I cant quite get myself to sleep tonite so Ive been watching livecams, not sex-cams but horse Barn Cam 1 and Jimmy-Jam-Cam(Utahwildhorses) cool stuff I found over at Bridlepath. I am a horse crazy nut, arent I? Oh well, it could be a lot worse, right?
While browsing Oklahoma’s news, I see we Oklahomas put to death another no-good, piece of human sewege early this evening. I just LOVE capital punishment. A Chickasha Man has been Executed For beating Death Of 13monthold Daughter . Now this IS THE REASON we have the death penalty.
I’d have liked to serve him some ground up glass in his last meal of mashed potatoes as a goodbye present…………