Murphy's Law

There goes that darn Murphy again. What exactly is his law? I think it goes something along the lines of, “Make plans, and I’ll be happy to screw with them?” Maybe I’m not remembering it exactly…

Perhaps it is, “Plan a wedding for a year and a half, and I’ll make sure that it pours down rain on the given day… oh maybe about 12 inches in as many hours?” (Can you tell I still have unresolved issues with Murphy on THAT one?!)

Well today, Murphy’s Law goes a little something like this… “Book a Parents’ Night Out activity for all three kids, weeks in advance… plan a nice ‘pre-Valentine’ dinner out with your husband, and a game night later with other couples…and I’ll make sure that one of your children wakes up that morning with a fever!” That’s a helluva law.

I hate Murphy.