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Co-inka-dinka-do [Oct. 27th, 2008|10:38 pm]
I post a lot about coincidence, because my life is full of it. Most of the time I think it's just coincidence, and sometimes I think it's something else. This time, I make no judgments, but leave it up to you to decide.

This past Saturday was the school carnival. I think I've mentioned that my kids go (or went, in the case of Middle Daughter) to the same elementary school I went to. Which is really cool. Middle Daughter had kindie in the same room I did. This year, The Boy has first grade in the same room I did.

I think I may have also mentioned that my mom lives across the street from the school, and my sister lives across the street from my mom, which makes it sound like my sister lives in the school, but really she lives a couple of houses down, because it's easier to say "across the street" than "across the street but sort of caty-cornered one house over".

Anyway, as I was saying, I think I've mentioned these facts before, but in case I haven't, I'm mentioning them again, because they play a bit part in the story I'm about to tell, and if I were a better writer I could work them into the story without all this clunky exposition, but that would require effort that I just don't have the energy to expend tonight. Seriously, you're lucky I'm posting at all. Or not, depending on your perspective. If it's not, don't tell me, because I'm feeling very fragile these days, what with this cold that just keeps hanging around like that guy that you like but don't like-like, but you like him too much to hurt his feelings by telling him you don't like-like him, but then no one else will ask you out because he's always hanging around and...wait, where was I?

Oh yeah. Coincidence. Carnival. Got it.

This past Saturday was the school carnival. The Boy was very excited, because who doesn't love a carnival? And he was especially pleased to run into his fiance, Sophie. The Boy and Sophie are not in the same class this year, which makes The Boy sad. Some days, they pass each other in the lunch line, and those are are the days The Boy calls Good. But at the carnival, they got to walk around holding hands. They were so cute together, Husband followed them around taking pictures with his cellphone. Which, in retrospect, could have ended badly.

While we were following them around, I ran into The Boy's teacher. As we chatted, I mentioned that The Boy and Sophie were engaged, because that seemed like the sort of thing it would be useful for his teacher to know. She made some comment about elementary school romances, and I shared with her that when I was in kindie, I actually married my kindie boyfriend.

Yes, you read that correctly. Randy lived across the street, in the house that is now my sister's. When we were five, we decided to get married. It was the ultimate Starter Marriage. I think it lasted about four hours. I called the whole thing off when Randy informed me that since we were married, I had to kiss him - in front of our friends. Never a girl to fall for a line, I immediately declared my independence. We remained friends - not vacation-with-the-kids-together-like-Andrew-and-Fergie friends, but still-pick-each-other-for-kickball friends - until I moved away after third grade. By the time my folks moved back to the old neighborhood, his parents had moved away as well. But, I always remembered him because, hello - first husband.

Shortly after this conversation, I decided to pop over to my sister's house to see some tiling she had done in her kitchen. Yes, she is tiling my bathroom and her kitchen at the same time. She also tiled my cousin's bathroom floor. No, I am nothing like my sister. She got the drive gene, I got the slug gene.

While I was leaving my sister's house, I ran into my mom, who was walking the chug. We were chatting in my sister's driveway, when a strange man walked up and said to my mom,  This is going to sound odd, but are you Mrs. S? When she said yes, he said, I'm Randy. I used to live in this house.

Yup, it was Randy all right. The very same Randy I had just told The Boy's teacher about. The very same Randy I had not seen since third grade. It turns out that he doesn't live in our neighborhood, but his kids do go to our old school. We had a very nice chat on the way back to the schoolyard. He didn't remember that we had gotten married (yes, I asked). He did remember another girl offering him the choice of 100 kisses or 100 punches, and he chose the punches, so at least he loved me best, even if he doesn't remember it. Poor thing. Probably blocked it out of his memory, as a way to deal with the abrupt way I dumped him.

So what do you think? Coincidence? Or not?

[User Picture]From: saffirebleu
2008-10-28 04:15 am (UTC)
Not a coincidence, not at all. Some sort of psychic vibration, perhaps, but I don't think it's a coincidence.

That is a fabulous story! I love things like that.
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[User Picture]From: millimom
2008-10-28 06:06 am (UTC)
I love this blog post. I can hear your voice saying the words.

I think it's nice Randy managed to soldier onto with a cheerless, lackluster life without you. Well, kind of.

I vote not a coinsidence.
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[User Picture]From: science_chic
2008-10-28 12:03 pm (UTC)
That's an awesome story.....it's hard to say which it was though. The only thing that could have made it even more deju vu is if Sophia was his daughter.
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From: (Anonymous)
2008-10-28 02:55 pm (UTC)
Not! But then, I don't believe in them in the first place so maybe that doesn't count.

This is a very cool story - entertainingly clunky! Love, love, love it!

There were some energies vibrating around making things HaPpEn!!!

~ M&M :o)
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[User Picture]From: sweet3mich
2008-10-28 10:48 pm (UTC)
Not a coincidence at all. I have these kinds of things happen to me ALL the time. I used to think they were coincidence, but they happen so frequently I have had to accept that there is "something more" going on, even if I don't know what it is.

Pretty damn cool, though.
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[User Picture]From: jchammonds
2008-10-29 02:03 am (UTC)
I tend to think coincidence, but still very cool!
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[User Picture]From: aims814
2008-10-29 03:45 am (UTC)
I don't know ... I'm beginning to think that you have too many coincidences going on for them to "be" coincidental. Either way, I loved the story. Hey, my brother's name is Randy! =)
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[User Picture]From: beckyleea
2008-10-29 02:30 pm (UTC)
Coincidence??? This is too cute! Funny how things work out!
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[User Picture]From: nevermind_that
2008-11-01 05:09 pm (UTC)
Very cool!
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