Surprise Money

I always see movies and shows were people will randomly find a ten dollar bill or something like that on the street. And it's always gotten to me how they would only be mildly surprised, like, "Oh hey ten bucks! Sweet." Then pocket it and go about their business. I have always wanted to come across a random sum of money and then use it on something fun. TEN DOLLARS?! OH THE POSSIBILITIES!

I got really close one time, too. I was at Castle Golf, which was this really run down but equally awesome place in the next town over that featured a medieval themed arcade as well as themed mini golf, batting cages, bumper cars and bumper boats. (They've since torn it down and replaced it with a car dealership or something equally boring. BOO.)


Anyway, I was there with some friends doing the mini golf course. It was so cool, with little houses and windmills and bridges and pools with colored lights and a big waterfall. The very last hole was special- if you got a hole in one, you won a free game. When we got to the final hole, we noticed a pile of something on the ground in front of the hole itself. We went to move it and realized that it was a pile of MONEY. Eighty bucks, to be exact.


We all took turns freaking out a little bit, wondering if we truly had the guts to just take it. In the end, we didn't. I returned it to the girl behind the counter, who said that if nobody claimed it in four days it was ours. (Then she stuffed it in her pocket.) Needless to say, that's a phone call that never came.


So anyway, fast forward to the present. Yesterday, Edmund and I were literally turning our house upside down in search of my freaking birth certificate, (which of course we never ended up finding.) All closets, junk drawers, and desk drawers were completely gutted. We sat in dismay, surrounded by more random stuff than I could have imagined, including but not limited to a Legend of Zelda Pez dispenser, a Sailor Moon wall hang from my childhood, old manuscripts and revision notes, photos, photo albums, empty photo albums, old cassette tapes, a billion old journals and notebooks, boxes of empty files and envelopes, and art supplies/old pieces.


Then Eddie finds this random envelope, inside of which there was THIRTY DOLLARS CASH. Our first reaction was screaming "woo hoo!" and immediately plotting how we would use it. Our second reaction was guilt, because in all honesty there is most likely a bill (or two, or three) that it could help get rid of.


We ended up concluding that we would use it hand-in-hand with a Red Lobster gift certificate Eddie got for his birthday and go on a date. We haven't been able to go on one for such a long time, and yesterday was our fifth wedding anniversary, AND DAMN IT WE WANT TO GO EAT CHEAP ASS SEAFOOD AND STEAK AND CATCH A MOVIE WHILE WE'RE BEING WILD.


I have finally experienced coming across a random sum of money, and this time it feels a lot less sketchy and lot more WOOHOOOOOOO! So friends, surprise money has saved an otherwise routine, somewhat boring anniversary celebration. He had to work last night, so tonight is the big night. I have already decided to dress up to an embarrassing degree. I might even wear LIPSTICK.


So um, yeah. Heck yeah for tonight. :) Paranormal Activity 3! Eeeep!