If you read the comments on the last post, then you saw my friend telling me that without knowing it, I had posted a photo of HER HOUSE.
This was completely inadvertent and unintentional. Here’s what happened:
After I finished writing about last night’s rainbow, I went looking through my Picasa folders because I knew I had a photo of a different rainbow in there somewhere. It took me a lot of scrolling before I finally found the photos I was looking for, which turned out to be from almost a year ago. I told Dean, “I didn’t realize that October is Utah’s best month for rainbows.” I had taken the photos from the car window on our way to my sister’s pumpkin carving party on October 30th . By another coincidence, Dean had taken a different route than we usually drive that evening.
My friend and her husband lived in Berkeley when Dean and I did (and my family and her in-laws’ family go way back) but since we both moved to this town, we’ve only been in touch via blogs and facebook and email, so I didn’t recognize her house.
Right after I put up that photo last night, I found some better rainbow photos from October 14th last year. I almost replaced the photo I had first posted, but it was late and I was tired so I decided just to leave well enough alone.
Here’s another coincidence: this is the house of the neighbor who lives catty-corner to us. The husband works in Dean’s department at BYU, but we didn’t know where he lived when we made our offer on our house.
And here’s a story about that neighbor: at a department dinner, Dean told the other people at our table, “If I were stranded on an island and could have just one person with me, I would choose Larry.” I looked up, startled. Dean finished, “Because Larry would get us off that island.”
The other side of the rainbow
I just realized I have a coincidence story about these other neighbors, too. Their son was called on a mission that now overlaps with part of the area where I served my mission, AND he served in a town where my brother lived when he did his postdoctorate in Switzerland, and Chris met and became friends with an LDS family there that my family had met and become friends with when we had visited Tracy there.
Several months after his mission, Chris came up to me at church and said, “How do you know Andy Hall?” He’d seen me posting on Andy’s facebook page. Andy is my brother, and lived in the French house at BYU just like Chris did.
Well, I only put Henry and Hazel down for naps 45 minutes ago and I think they just barely fell asleep, but I need to go wake them up because I need to get to a Primary meeting. Wish me luck. With all these rainbows and coincidences, I ought to have some luck stored up. And I’m really going to need all of it, because after the Primary meeting I’m driving carpool and THEN I’m taking all the kids for flu shots.