It’s silly but I’ve always lifted my feet when I drive over railroad tracks. I was told when I was a kid that it’s bad luck not to do it. I was obviously very naive. Now I’m just silly. :hide:

Man, I feel stupid. I didn’t even register it was Friday the thirteenth until I read your post!

I do some habital stuff (pinch of salt over the shoulder if I know over the shaker; knock on wood to prevent bad luck). But my husband, who isn’t truly superstitious in any normal way, drives me nuts with his.
He has decided at some point in his life that not breaking a QTip in half after you use it is bad luck. If the Mets loose, I must not have broken my QTip. If the car won’t start, ditto.
This by itself wouldn’t be so bad (after 14 years, I’ve got my “you’re a total nutjob but I love you anyway look perfected). But he ALSO believes the only place to dispose of said QTip is down the toilet. We’ve been in this house 9 years, and every morning I wait for those hundreds of QTips to come roaring back up at me after flush.
Yeah, he’s a nutjob. But he’s *my* nutjob. And since he’s a nutjob that can’t even work a plunger, he’ll be paying for the plumber one day. :fuckwit:

I don’t get the salt thing. Anybody care to explain?

I am not superstitious but my mother sure is. My hubby and I could not get our son’s hair cut until he was a year old because of some stupid superstition she heard that a child will not grow if his/her hair is cut before they are a year old.

A black cat crossing my path. lol

I’m not superstition but my mom and aunts always have these crazy sayings that my sisters and I tease them about. Like when we first walk into the house after being away, before they walk in, they’ll say an Arabic saying, basically telling the bad vibes to go away or some such…honestly, I can’t even tell you what the saying is, because I’m too busy rolling my eyes at them….in love, I assure them, in love. *G* Then there’s the one where if a baby crawls on the floor, that means guests are coming over that day….don’t ask me why they do that since Mom’s house is usually Grand Central Station EVERY day and family members are always coming over throughout the day. But what do I know? Mom says I’m a wicked woman for all the teasing I do but really, if you can’t tease the crazies in your family, who can you tease, eh? :bdance:

Wow, Liz Kreger looks super! I shall check more on what its about! I love futuristics!

I don’t believe in the Friday the 13th and the bad lucks, but I do hear the one about a broken mirror and that if you break it, it will give you 7 years of bad luck. When I I was you, about 8 or 9, I did break a mirror and my older sisters and brothers were teasing me and I was actually terrified! I even tried to put it back together. Ub over a few weeks I forgot about it and then look back and just never saw any connections with any of them, like opening an umbrella in the house, walking under a ladder, black cat crossing me, etc. I don’t think I’d ever believe in that about cat cuz I’ve had one with me for years

I will still “knock wood” when I catch myself saying something that would tweak the fates into punishing my boldness. Which means I’m knocking wood a lot! lol I’m not sure why knocking wood is supposed to appease them but since I’m a tree-hugger at heart I like to think it has a nice circular sort of symmetry for my life.

Oh and one of our cats is coal black so if that skeered me I’d be in big trouble!

Patrice

I’m not very superstitious and for me the one I find the most not true is having a black cat cross your path. I have owned and loved a black cat of some kind most of my life. I don’t go out looking for black cat’s mind you they just seem to find me. So if I see a black cat not only does it cross my path I usually end up with it following me home and moving in.

I’m not very superstitious and for me the one I find the most not true is having a black cat cross your path. I have owned and loved a black cat of some kind most of my life. I don’t go out looking for black cat’s mind you they just seem to find me. So if I see a black cat not only does it cross my path I usually end up with it following me home and moving in.

Spilled salt supposedly equals bad luck, and some people say it shouldn’t even be cleaned up. If you’ve ever walked on a floor with salt spilled on it you know just how gross that one is (who comes up with this stuff anyway?). A compromise is to pick up the salt – assume it was a few grains, not a whole pint of the stuff – and throw it over your left shoulder, at which time it will fly into the eyes of the demon standing behind you – ya know, the demon that made you spill the salt, who was now about to pounce on you to ensure your date with bad-luck-destiny. The demon will be blinded, and will forget all about you as it runs through the house shrieking “I’m blind, I’m blind, good God woman what the hell did you do that for?”

That’s what my husband does when I throw it in his eyes, anyway.

I’m thinking too Karen but does some throw salt behind their back for something else? I remember seeing that in movies or TV so I wondered. And I never heard of that with the spilled salt! This is some fastinating learning here!
Your poor hubby, LOL