Art and I have been married eleven and a half years. In that time, we have never broken a piece of our wedding china or our goblets. We drink wine out of our goblets often. In the last 2 days we have broken 2 goblets. One yesterday and one today.
As I was huffing around the house I said “This is a sign. What does it mean?”
As a side note, I strongly believe in Karma and am highly superstitious and always think God is somehow trying to punish me if something bad happens. I have a huge persecution complex, and I am the eternal pessimist in the relationship. I am like Chicken Little, always running around saying "the sky is falling, the sky is falling!" I sound like a lot of fun, huh? Wanna come hang out with me? I promise I’m not actually that bad and only those closest to me know of my true neuroses.
Art on the other hand is the eternal optimist and firmly believes that God and His subsequent Universe, only have good wishes for us, therefore he never really sees things as a “sign”, but just happenstance.
So when I ask him “Don’t you think it’s a sign?” in regards to breaking 2 glasses in 2 days, after not breaking a single one in the first 11 ½ years of marriage, his response was simply:
“I take it as a sign that gravity still exists.”
Well done, Mr. Howe.