O and I gave in into the lottery craze and stopped by the local gas station to buy three mega Powerball tickets. We picked some random numbers and some deliberated ones hoping to get our hands into the pot.
But we all know, the odds of winning is like finding needles in the sand desert of Sahara.
If you don’t see me again updating this blog then you know that Mr. O, I, and the boys are cruising around the world in our own private jet with our lottery winning of millions.
Ok, allow me to keep on dreaming. I am sure I will be back tomorrow with another blog post.