Luck with the Morning Cup 'O Joe

7:45 a.m.

Me standing groggily in front of the sliding glass door with a cup of coffee in my hand and no doubt a dazed look on my face.

I notice movement to my left and before you can say "beep, beep" a roadrunner jumps up on the patio wall and poses.

I slowly take a step back and run to get the camera. Amazingly, he was still there on my return and I manage to snap off a few quick pics. He began moving, however, so only the first shot came out clear.


Lucky me. The roadrunner is considered a very lucky talisman by Native Americans and with less than a day before the first of my three exams, I can use all help that comes my way.

This guy has been spotted around the neighborhood on several occasions but I usually don't have a camera at hand to document properly.

Oh, and I even managed to put the coffee cup down without spilling the nectar within. (Yes, I'm an addict but I admit it and they say that admitting you have an addiction is half the battle.)

How fortunate indeed.