The Midas Touch

midas: the fabled king of phrygia to whom dionysus gave the power of turning to gold all that he touched.

us: the surburban young couple who have the power of turning to shite all that they touch.

surely, it happens to everyone? you know, one of those weeks where everything goes wrong? i won't bore you and go into details but it's been a bit of a crappy week for us. let's see, our foxtail stopped working for no apparent reason, as did our oven, we've both got some sort of mutant cold that just won't go away, our home phone doesn't work and our house is "in a dip" (i'm still not sure what that means) so our mobiles don't have reception. so we're basically isolated from the outside world when we're at home. hubby's $300 ear muffs stopped working so i now have to listen to endless hours of david bowie, the clash and other prehistoric compositions.

but wait, there's more! just in order to see the week out with a grand finale, a big bang if you will, i reached the peak of my crappy week and had a car accident on the way home last night. you know when you see young p-platers, arm and cigarette hanging out the window, weaving in and out of traffic, and you think to yourself, 'i would just LOVE to see him go up someone's clacker'? well, i thought that, and then it happened. but it was my clacker. fortunately, i was relatively unscathed, just quite shaken.

anyhoo, here's to the forthcoming weekend, my health, my family and my friends.