Perhaps not as humorous as getting poop smeared on your head, but this one is another one I am on the verge of proving a lie.
In the time when homework was the biggest stressor and the skies were predominantly rose-colored, being the good little Mexican girl that I was (do you believe it?), I would help my mother clean our house.
One day, as I was washing the dishes and my mom was sweeping, she accidentally "swept my feet" or brushed the broom bristles against my feet. She turns to me immediately and says, "Sorry I guess you won't get married now."
I turned to her and asked what she was talking about and she said, "I swept your feet, that's bad luck."
Darkness fell immediately.
Was this true?
No, it couldn't be. Surely there were many girls who got there feet swept but managed to get married. I mean, what about getting "swept off your feet"? That's not too far from literally getting your feet swept, right?
(Please note that the idea of "dating" didn't exist in my growing up. As far as I was concerned, you only went out with boys you wanted to marry.)
I think my mom saw the fear in my eyes because she continued to "accidentally" sweep my feet, despite my efforts to get out of her way. (Side note: In my household, you show weakness, we exploit it! But in a good way, I swear!)
As the days progressed, I convinced myself to tuck away the thought of me old, withered and single, remaining in my parents' house FOREVER.
Apparently, I did a great job of tucking this thought because I did not think about it and now I am getting married. HA!! (I guess I shouldn't say that until the wedding actually happens.)
In closing, for those of you not married and waiting, I have a gut feeling that it wasn't because you got your feet swept as a kid and for those who don't care much for marriage, then who cares!!!
