#32 Gamble in Vegas

Here it comes: I am heading to Las Vegas in a few hours. I am so excited about this that I can't even attempt to be funny (not that I am ever funny). I'm in giddy-can't sleep-happy slappy mode. I tested my luck on a dollar scratch ticket tonight- and lost. This means I will not play the scratch tickets in Vegas. This also means my luck is not back yet.

I don't know when it happened, but at some point, probably a few months ago, I felt my luck leave me. I've always felt that really interesting opportunities come right to me. It's almost like a guardian angel that tries to make my life interesting rather than safe. Sometimes these things are all-around great, and sometimes they are just wacky twists that don't end too badly. For example, I am ALWAYS an audience volunteer in any show that involves volunteers embarrassing themselves. I dressed up in costume for a local 80's night one night without knowing that they had a $50 best costume prize. I don't ever remember losing at the game of Life (the Milton Bradley one).

Not much has happened lately that I'd call lucky or interesting, and my financial situation has been absolutely dismal for months due to unexpected bills and fees coming seemingly from nowhere (for example, I got last in Massachusetts and got a $50 ticket for getting stuck at the Tobin Bridge without enough for the toll). I feel like my guardian angel gave up on me- and left me to lead an average life.

So on the plane today, I will do what I can to bring luck back to me. I'll try earning some karma by being really nice to people, using the law of attraction by envisioning a montage of the Universe handing me awesome stuff, praying to every deity I know, counting the number of seat on the plane twelve times- whatever it takes to get my luck back. I once read an article that said luck is made up of an open personality with a small bit of randomness. Maybe I haven't been as open. I'll work on that too.

#62 Get and use a picnic basket

Righteous! I found a picnic basket at Goodwill yesterday! The place settings were still all wrapped in plastic and it was only 12 bucks. I looove the blue gingham lining. It makes me fantasize about sitting on a matching cloth in the park wearing a flowy white dress and laughing femininely. The dress and cloth part may happen, but the laugh will no doubt be just as obnoxious as usual.

#1 Knit a sweater for myself

Jumped ship. The more I worked on Sesame, the more I realized that it was looking huge and would not be flattering at all. As much as I love those dirty sweaters that you layer on around the house when you can't afford to turn the heat up, I just don't need any more of them. I started Owls on Sunday, and I am almost at the arms (knit from bottom-up).

One thing I really enjoy about knitting is that I can channel some of my tremendous energy when I have to sit still. I finally feel a sense of accomplishment in staff meetings.

#24 Write 1,000 Letters

Letter 71: I wrote a letter to Kathy about Halloween and Sundays.

#1 Knit a sweater for myself

I've knit 3 sweaters for other people, but I have not made a sweater for myself. It would be wildly cool to get a "nice sweater" compliment and say, "Oh thanks, I made it." This sweater needs to be the ultimate package: easy enough to match my skill set, cool, and something I'd actually wear (which generally means tight). I chose Sesame from an old issue of Magknits. It doesn't quite fit the bill in all areas, but I'll always take another simple cardigan. I found Owls on Ravelry a few days later, but as much as I'd like to jump ship and start making that, I'd rather just finish what I started.

Completed Tasks

#2 Learn how to breakdance.
Originally,this was learn how to breakdance until I could do the windmill. After taking lessons for a while, I realized that I would need to commit a lot (high school nerd level of commitment) in order to get up the strength and skill to do the windmill. I learned many other moves in the year I spent breakdancing. I'm satisfied taking this one off the list.

#18 Join a choir or chorus.
I sang in a UU choir for about half a year, and even performed a few times.

#32 Gamble in Vegas.