Wasn’t there an episode of Seinfeld where Jerry thought he was Mr. Even Steven because every bad thing he did was countered with a good thing? I have a vision of him losing $20 and then finding a $20 bill in a coat pocket or something. This weekend was our chance to be Even Steven…
It actually began yesterday when our lawn tractor suddenly broke down and a wheel fell off another lawn thing (I know there’s a more logical name for “lawn thing” but that’s hubby’s domain and I don’t mess with it!) He was cursing the fact that the repair guy can’t come until June 19th and that we’ll have to borrow a mower for the next five weeks.
Skip forward to today where I took my youngest to a Doll Tea Party. It wasn’t “officially” called an American Girl party but that was the idea. It was a fundraiser for a friend’s school and my daughter had been looking forward to it for weeks. Finally, after a day of crafting, eating, and waiting in line for face painting, they were ready to draw names for the raffles. Now, we’re not “into” American Girls although my daughters love looking at the catalogs, but there was something in the air that called for me to spend $30 on raffle tickets. They had nearly 20 prizes, including 4 AG dolls, and don’t you know, my number was called early on for a boutique gift certificate. Lovely, I thought, but I was secretly disappointed because I really wanted to save all our “luck” for the doll drawing. A few minutes later, don’t you know, they picked my number again for a spa gift certificate. The good person in me declined the gift, since I had already won something, although I later noticed plenty of people going home with multiple gifts.
But my good karma paid off because they called our number AGAIN for the very first doll they raffled!! This after my daughter had tears in her eyes for not winning the princess fairy dress up package. She was just beaming with joy and could barely carry the box by herself! Here she is, the proud new mommy to an offical American Girl Elizabeth doll:
For 5 hours after the party, every other word out of her mouth was exclaiming her joy at winning this doll and her utter disbelief that she could have been so fortunate. On the way home we had a long talk about how careful she needs to be caring for Elizabeth and we don’t draw on her or comb her hair for fear of ruining her. My daughter felt like quite the big girl when we discovered the “for ages 8 and above” stamped on the box! She’s five and thinks she’s getting away with something but I’m sure she’ll rise to the responsibility.
So I guess that’s our version of Seinfeld…we started the weekend off rocky but then it turned happy in the end. Of course, it truly would have been karma if we had won a new lawn tractor, but we’ll find our silver linings wherever we can.
