For the day that's in it (Friday the 13th) I thought I would ask "Are you superstitious?". And if so what are your main weaknesses? Personally I'm not at all. Maybe when I was younger I would have been but then logic took over and I realised that things happen for a reason. I used to avoid walking on pavement cracks but now I'll hop, skip and jump on them Wikipedia has quite a good page on superstitions: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superstition
I'm not in the least bit superstitious and never have been. Ian's birthday is today (October 13th) and he has had quite a few 'Black Friday' birthdays in his time - he's still around to tell the tale!!!
Nope, not superstitious either. Randy's dad is so superstitious it is funny to a degree. Turning around and driving miles out of his way because he saw a black cat on the side of the street or road, etc.
I am not worried about superstitions but my mother-in-law was. My husbands tends to be sometimes. Wannabe
I'm not the least bothered by black cats or ladders or Fridays dated the 13th, I step on cracks without a second thought and break mirrors intentionally if I need the shards for a project. But I do have some silly rituals that I've had since childhood. 8) I throw a pinch of salt over my left shoulder if I spill the shaker on the table, I pick up heads-up pennies that I find on the ground, make a wish on them and then flip them back over my right shoulder (silver coins go into my pocket, regardless of which side was up ) and occasionally, I knock wood when speaking of something that I hope won't happen. But I still wouldn't say I'm superstitious, because I don't actually believe that any of those things makes a hair of difference, just silly old habits.
Nope ! I feel if something is going to bring me bad luck, there isn't anything I can do about it anyhow!
Nope. I used to do all the knocking on wood, spitting and whistling, etc, all of which I learnt from my dad, but it did him no good, and I stopped doing it the day he died. I am however a great believer in fate and what will be will be.
Not superstitious at all. I own two black cats. And I think we're pretty much captain of our own fate, anyway.
Nope, I've had too many things happen out of the blue, good and bad. I used to be terrified of the number 33, then shortly before my 33rd birthday had a massive stroke that nearly did me in. Being scared of a number all those years didn't do me a lick of good, so why fret about Anything?
Thirty-three is awfully young to have a stroke! I hope you're better now. I should talk. I'm 53, which I consider to be simply middle-aged, and I broke a rib a couple weeks ago and then discovered that I have osteopenia, the precursor to osteoporosis. I went from being a middle-aged karate student to being a frail old lady in a split second.
