Lady luck

Last night was National Mom’s Night Out. Who knew, right? Well, Jacquie knew. She met the organizer of the San Diego event at her coming out party a few weeks ago. The very last night before the relentless consistency of weirdness set in….

Most of us know that Jacquie’s had a lot going on lately.

But last night? Well last night Jacquie rocked. Jacquie rocked the raffle.

Early on in the evening she purchased her tickets, filled in her name, chose the items she was interested in winning, and dropped those blue tickets in.

She then went about her merry way: socializing, noshing, drinking, etc.

When the start of the raffle was announced, Jacquie said to all at the table, “I bet I’ll just win the dumb stuff.”

Well, wasn’t she confident! We chided her a bit. “The dumb stuff? Geez, you should be so lucky!”

But lucky she was.

As the masseuse came up and whisked her off for a free few minutes of bliss, she looked over her shoulder and asked us to keep an ear out for her name being called.

And called it was. Over and over. And over.

And yes, the first time it was called, it was one of the less coveted items, the dumb stuff, if you will, but, hey, she won!! We ran it right over to her.

The next time her name was called -- Jacquie still bent over the massage chair -- we ran it over to her too.

Was she still enjoying her massage the third time her ticket was chosen? I’m not sure. But I’m fairly certain that the by the fourth time she was back at our table. The fifth time? Well by the fifth time her name was called she was feeling so lucky! guilty that she told them to go ahead and draw another name. (Wouldn’t you know it was the one item she really wanted?!?)

But the envious crowd was appreciative, and her generosity kept her safe. (There’s no telling what that angry mob would have done to her otherwise!)

Yes, Jacquie rocked the raffle.

And she deserves every ounce of good fortune the universe bestows upon her.

Good luck to you and your boy today, Jacquie! We're all thinking good thoughts.