i was caller 2.

to begin: first, i never call radio stations (ok, well i haven't since i was like 12). second, i never win anything. not at holiday parties. not at bingo. not the lottery. not superbowl pools.

after a quick trip the farmers' market today — with haley huddled in the tolittleforher backseat — for some staples (organic herbs, lemons, yu choy, purple garlic), i headed home with the jazz station playing. when i started the car, i just heard the tail end of the announcer saying "...the next five callers will win tickets."

so i dialed. somehow, i just knew i should.

five rings later, "can you hold? you're caller two."

so i have a date on saturday night with my better half to listen to some jazz.

maybe the universe has changed its mind about me after all.