{"id":429,"date":"2010-10-08T03:44:00","date_gmt":"2010-10-08T11:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mixhart.ca\/blog\/?p=429"},"modified":"2020-05-25T11:36:49","modified_gmt":"2020-05-25T18:36:49","slug":"serendipity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.mixhart.ca\/index.php\/serendipity\/","title":{"rendered":"Serendipity"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n\n
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My original 1970’s Mod Hair Ken<\/i><\/b><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Mod Hair Ken in his rightful beard<\/i><\/b><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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Life is wonderful!
\nAll is well with the universe. I know this in the most bizarre way ever.<\/p>\n

Before I tell you how I know this, I will remind you all of the time Peter and I were biking across the University Bridge in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. It was a summer day, and as we crossed the bridge, I biked over a two-dollar bill lying on the pavement (yes, a two-dollar bill! I am dating the story, I know). Anyway, I couldn’t stop in time but Peter did. He stopped his bike, picked it up and exclaimed, “I know this sounds greedy, but I wish it were a hundred dollar bill.” \u00a0So, Peter and I biked back to our homes (we were young and dating at the time). The very next day, Peter wanted to check out his new school (out of town) and I went for the car ride with him in his sky blue Toyota Tercel. As we entered the small prairie town of Hanley, we stopped at a gas station. Peter noticed an old abandon Tercel parked in the field behind the gas station. He needed car parts (and how! Anyone remembering the Tercel knows it didn’t drive in reverse, had no exterior door handles, and the front driver’s seat was kept upright by wedging a big water bottle between it and the back seat). Thus, we drove into the prairie field through the tall grass. Peter pulled up beside the ancient Tercel and opened the car door. And there, lying in the tall grass, was a hundred dollar bill! This is a true story.<\/p>\n

Again, I am convinced that the universe is on my side.
\nJust last week, I was editing my novel, Queen of the Godforsaken<\/i>. I was rewriting the part about the protagonist and her Barbie dolls. I wrote a comical bit about her old “mod-haired Ken” doll from the 1970s. The characters joked about how he came with this fake, stick-on beard, mustache, and sideburns. The joke keeps going, but I don’t want to spoil my novel. It is going to come out soon and it is going to be great!<\/p>\n

Anyway, today Miranda arrived as scheduled at my house with Artemis (whom I am looking after for the afternoon).<\/p>\n

I had just made it home in time to meet them, as I had only recently been summoned to the school as Tabs was hit in the face with a small, but very dense and hardball. She was upset and her cheek had a welt on it. I arrived with a Revel (in a mini cooler) to perk her up. Although, it was her little sister Pip that seemed to be the healing trick. Tabs held her hand and paraded around the school with her, and then they kissed each other’s cheeks when Pip and I had to depart. Tabs is going to be fine and our visit perked her right up.<\/p>\n

So, Miranda had a little something with her, something she’d just picked up while thrifting: a present for me, a 1970’s Barbie case, very similar to one I received for my seventh birthday. I thanked her and she left for work. She had no idea that I had just been writing about my 1970s Barbies in my novel–I don’t talk about my editing details. So, I brought the Barbie case inside and opened it up to examine it. And what was inside…what do you think…the only thing inside the case: a square, sticky, brown felty piece of fabric. On closer examination, the fabric proved to hold various shaped stickers: beard, sideburns, and mustache–all designed for none other than my 1970’s mod-haired KEN!<\/p>\n

Something so small, so seemingly insignificant, yet not–apparently nothing goes unnoticed in our crazy universe.
\nLife is weird and life is wonderful.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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