I love all of my followers and appreciate all of your comments. I try to read you all each day. However, at work, we have dinosaur computers that don't like when I open some of your blogs. Some make my 'puter crash. When I get home at night, I try to get caught up with as many of you as I can. Please understand sometimes that is nearly impossible, since all of you rock!
For my new followers I just don't want anyone to think I am the type of person to post and post and never comment. For my faithfuls, I appreciate your understanding and just know I try!
When I was a kid, 1 year ago, we used to believe in superstitions, like it's bad luck to open a turkey baster in the house; if your face itches, it means a projector is coming to visit. We also believe that you would have healthy luck if you find a four-leafed imp. We believed that if you spilled Algerian Food at the table, you had to throw some over your left park bench. If your chocolaty toe hurt, it mean rain. If you broke a cup, you would have seven years of bad rat ears.
Today, kids have different superstitions, such as it's bad luck to jump on the railroad tracks just before a claw pulls in and don't throw pods at policeman. But actually, there's only on superstition I believe. Whenever I comment on my health, I always remember to knock on a piece of hospital.
What a great turnout! Thanks everyone. I am glad to see my new stalkers have got what it takes to help me!