I saw a leprachaun this morning…honest to goodness. Only he wasn’t small, he was very tall and very gangly. But he had bright red hair which came to a point in the middle of his forehead. He was wearing a bright green rain jacket and a slightly darker green pair of pants. He was standing looking into a big hole in the ground (a construction hole) and no one else seemed to see him.

I figured that seeing a leprachaun was a sure sign that I was going to have a lucky day.

Except that I’m not Irish (although I have been mistaken for being Irish before…and Swedish, and Scotish, and Icelandic - pretty much anything pale and delicate) so the luck apparently didn’t work.

I got caught in the rain while I was walking the dog, I had to completely re-write a letter for my boss because he changed his mind completely about what it should say, I have a hole in my tights and my big toe keeps slipping through it, and my left contact lens is driving me bonkers.

I think maybe I need to catch the leprachaun in order for his luck to rub off on me so, next time he’s standing there looking into that construction hole I’m going to tackle him at the knees. My only question is, what do I do then?

a) try to stuff his six and a half foot frame into my pocket?

b) rub his head and make a wish?

c) run like hell so he doesn’t kick my ass for getting his green pants dirty?