It’s March 1. Did you say “rabbit, rabbit, rabbit” this morning? It’s supposed to bring good luck. While I don’t, as a rule, utter those words every month, I can admit to touching wood, throwing salt over my shoulder if I knock over a shaker, and never, ever buying a bouquet of just red and white flowers. My family also has a weird elephants-are-bad-luck belief that no one else in the world shares – and I can’t help but take it to heart.

But on the whole, it seems like Toronto bloggers aren’t a superstitious bunch. I haven’t seen a post with Maneki-neko waving out at me, and a search for Horseshoe brings up gig reviews from music bloggers. Nothing comes up for clover, four leaf or otherwise. Charm offers pretty much all the posts from ValTorontoGal and broken mirror is a bust. Here’s what I did find:

In the spirit of today’s incantation,  I looked for a rabbit’s foot and found a rabbit’s shoulder. Bad luck, bunny. Incidentally, the rear, left leg is the one considered good luck for charms or keychains.

To counterpoint the grimness of rabbit body parts, let’s enjoy this sweet rabbit sweater.

After a little more searching, I found a band called Modern Superstitions, which begs the question: what IS a modern superstition? Aren’t they all from ye olden tymes?

Here’s an interesting post on the bad luck of potluck or what happens when you’re not dictatorial when you invite guests over for dinner.

Apparently lots of restaurants omit 13 when numbering their tables. This strikes me as a little funny since, as a customer, I have no knowledge of the floor layout. I’d rather avoid the table by the door (especially in winter, amirite?) or by the washrooms. IMHO, that’s an unlucky spot.

Photo source for rabbit foot keychain: Etsy