"I am going to buy you SO MANY LIZARDS."

Luck is my husband's dump stat.  I don't mean, like, he hits all red lights, that kind of thing; I mean that on Friday he managed to get hit by a car AND witness a hit-and-run accident (the latter while on his way to the dentist's office; the former, at least, at low speed.)  Being married to him is frequently terrifying. 

I meant to post some kind of belated greeting to new subscribers, but I'm still pretty rattled from today, which entailed the kitten breaking a Christmas tree topper I've had for over twenty years and the husband and I narrowly avoiding a car accident identical to the one that totaled his last car.  So I guess I'll do that tomorrow.