Today is my dad's birthday. He would have been 84 years old today. I mention this beause I'm pretty sure that the universe is trying to tell me something and that it somehow relates to my dad or my mom or both, since I have been missing them like crazy lately.
(Or, I've finally lost my mind completely and it's time to go to the special facility that's been holding a room for me since sometime in the late 90's when I decided to live my life as though I was a normal person trapped in the body of a portly yet well-meaning spinster.)
I saw a yellow butterfly today.
OK, so maybe it was more like I swatted and ran away from a yellow butterfly that was careening around the back yard like some kind of crazypants kamakazee spiritual symbol thingie...but nonetheless, I saw a yellow butterfly today.
Normally I would not have really given this too much thought, but for some reason this crazy butterfly decided to get my attention as it flitted between me, the patio umbrella, and then Stewey. And it did this for about fifteen minutes before I started to get a little creeped out and came inside.
So we got on with our morning and decided to go out for our second constitutional of the day, and there it was again! The exact same butterfly. And, just like before, it hung out right there in the yard with Stewey as he hopped around inspecting each and every blade of grass and leaf before deciding to plop himself in the cool damp grass for a snooze in the sun.
And the stupid butterfly stayed there.
So now I'm back in the house wondering if I've had a heat stroke or if I have once and for all dropped my basket entirely.
According to the Google, seeing a yellow butterfly is a good omen and means hope and guidance.
Hope.
And guidance.
I can't think of two things I could use more of right about now other than a full time housekeeper and a fistful of Target gift cards. All this time I had been wishing on stars and lighting candles and chanting mantras to whoever would listen, when all I needed to do was find a stupid yellow butterfly.
So that's the report from Lunaticville today, kids. Here's hoping that your neck of the woods is full of hope and guidance too.
And butterflies.