James & Georgie

I never thought I’d be into lucky numbers… as a child, people told me the numbers 7 and 9 were lucky, and I kept that note in my mind.

From that day I thought “97″ was the coolest number ever.

Often, my mum would buy a lottery ticket and those were the numbers I’d choose, along with 1 and other random numbers that meant nothing to me.

Over time, “97″ became a figure that didn’t mean so much anymore. I realised that my mum’s “lucky numbers” were numbers of our house, her birthday, her birth year, her sisters’ and brother’s birthdays, and my birthday, my brother’s birthday… a multitude of numbers that were obtained from little, special days.

At one point I liked the number 10, because I happened to like someone who had some association with that number… whatever.

Now, I simply think the way my mother did.

The other day on the Pop forum, which my host, Kya, opened, I was entering a little competition she initiated that allowed you to get a hosting upgrade for free.

I was using a lot of space on my account and each month my bandwidth was (yet again!) close to running out, due to most of my domains being on the account, and my website having a lot of visitors in general.

Participants simply had to pick a random number between 1 and 30, and a number would be pulled out.

I didn’t really think, but I put in 26 because that’s James’s birthday.

This morning I received an email saying I had won an upgrade because I guessed one of the numbers that was randomly generated.

James, I love you. :3