My Lucky Day

I consider myself lucky everyday.  But there has been the odd day when I am counting my pennies in order to buy that one special latte that just came out at Starbucks. I love the feeling of a new season approaching, as we always get to wear some clothes that we haven't seen in a while.  My best lucky day always comes with winter.  On that first day you pull out your ski jacket from last year and reach into the pockets, and wow you have just won the lottery. But the fun doesn't end there.  My ski jacket has at least 7 different pockets and usually everyone of them has a little cash left in it. And then I go to my ski boot bag, which also has a few pockets and sure enough it never lets me down.  I am on a roll now, my search then usually leads me to my moms ski jacket. I always trick my mom to believe I am helping her change out the closets, but in the end I always walk away with the cash she has left behind from the previous ski season. Now with all my big bucks in hand you would think I would be heading off to the mall, but I usually put some back into my ski jacket and forget it is there until I wear it again.