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Identity of my good luck money bone!

Woman with Star, eyes closed and wishing

Wishing on a star

 

It’s from a mapache…otherwise known as raccoon…and NOT, as suggested by the representative of a litigious (and negligent, I might add) Indian Shrew, the aforementioned Mr. Shrew’s lost appendage. See the earlier post for a picture of my lucky money bone.   

I have a long history with raccoons, so it is fitting that my lucky bone should be from a raccoon…not so lucky for the raccoon, though, is it?   

I used to leave my bedroom window open so my cat could run in and out…not a lot of us have screens in San Francisco. My bed was under the window and I would feel him run over me several times during the night, but I didn’t bother opening my eyes. Then one night I found 2 raccoons in the kitchen eating his food in the middle of the night. They chittered away at me like they knew me; no aggressive behaviour, just a hey Sarah, what’s happenin’ kind of attitude. When I yelled at them they ran into my bedroom (rather than out the door I had opened for them) and over my bed, looking behind them as if to say what IS your problem; we like you better when you are sleeping.   

Another time, during the day, they sat up in my living room and ate almost an entire box of 12 PowerBars and a large brownie. I arrived home in the middle of their eating spree and heard something running through my office. When I looked out the window, there were two raccoons with PowerBars in their hands trying to hobble off and not lose their loot. Back in the living room, my couch was littered with PowerBar wrappers.   

With all the raccoon stories I have up my sleeve, one would think I would have a picture of one of them, but one would be wrong. I only have the picture of my lucky bone which is in an earlier post. And so, I am posting a picture of the singing elephant seal sisters from a day trip to Año Nuevo.   

Elephant Seals singing

I think they were singing

for love and money

a charm for good_luck_with_love_and_money

my new good luck charm

Blanca, a Salvadoranean friend of mine, had her mother send me a good luck charm from Salvador. I have to wrap it in green for money luck…and not just any old shade of green; a particular shade of moneyish looking green…and red for love. I am wrapping mine in both because what good will the money do me if I lose my love.

I did not ask her what type of bone or tendon this is. I was too surprised by the gift, and the seriousness with which it was given, to ask what it was. I just scrambled around looking for the correct green and red until Blanca was satisfied. Plus…one of my goals this year is to make a bunch of money. I wasn’t about to look a good luck money charm in the, in the whatever.

I have to carry it with me at all times. I have taken to wearing my purse around my neck all day long…even indoors. It is hanging off my shoulder as I write.  I haven’t slept with it yet. How many boners does a woman my age want in bed at any one time…heh heh heh.  William finds it really creepy so he probably wouldn’t take to me sleeping with it either and thus the “love” part of the charm might become tarnished. Everyone else who has seen it thinks it is really cool and wants one of their own. I really do love where I live and the people I know!

Maybe Blanca’s mother could start a new business…this could be where our money will come from! We will sell Salvadoranean boner charms to Americans. I should probably find out what it is first. Several friends think it comes from the private parts of some critter, but I think that is just the salacious temperament of those particular friends. A Peruvian friend of mine thinks it is a lucky rabbit’s foot…not quite like the fuzzy ones I remember from my childhood.

Seriously, though, wasn’t it really sweet of Blanca’s mother in Salvador to do this for me. I already really like the Salvadoranean people I know and I am madly in love with Salvadoranean restaurants. I now have still another reason to spend my time eating pupusas…the Salvadoranean grilled cheese sandwich. As an aside here, why is it that the Salvadoraneans can give me two freshly hand-made thick tortillas stuffed with cheese and lightly fried for $3.60 and it costs like $6.00 for one single American grilled cheese?

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