Today I intend on finding a nice safe place ( a church perhaps…), and I will light a candle for Saint Patrick – who is apparently the patron saint of luck. If he were the patron saint of dumb luck, it would be even more appropriate.

Here’s why I feel that we need to offer up a little token of our thanks.

For the past few months we’ve had our home up for sale, in a brutal market here in Calgary. In an ongoing effort to add a little more appeal, we would burn a scented candle prior to showings, as a technique similar to baking fresh bread, or having an ocean breeze wafting in the windows during the viewing. Not much wafting ocean breezes available here in the prairies.

Well, during a home inspection yesterday, it was determined that we had a natural gas leak, from the fireplace in our family room. At any time, one of those candles we burned could have added more ka-blooey than cozy ambience.

We’ve now had that attended to, and thank our lucky stars that we somehow managed to avoid having a convertible residence. We’ve grown accustomed to having a roof over our heads, and we’ll keep it that way…

Here’s to dumb luck…

Chow for now!!