Several recent occurrences:
Yesterday, work was the equivalent of having my brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped 'round a large gold brick, except without the fun. As one co-worker (and ostensible supervisor) and I sat at a conference table for nine hours straight, hashing out "user interface" improvements, ordering our lunch in, being surrounded by reams of paper, rolling up our sleeves, and getting smudges of ink on our faces, we were compared by other workers to those nice folks at NASA as they figured out how they were going to get Tom Hanks and Apollo 13 to land safely.
My sister decided a while ago that she rather liked the age gap between her and me -- five years (and five days, to be precise). Since my niece just turned four, apparently my sister's course was clear -- and I was just informed that I have another niece/nephew on the way. His due date (why am I already thinking of this tiny nubbin of cells as a "he?" That is a little odd and will be discussed with my sister soon) is, of course, five years (and five days, to be precise) after my niece was born.
Also, I will be taking a road trip. Someone else at work needs a car transported from Burlington, VT to Vail, CO. As I was the first person to reply (in a frantic flurry of quick-write-back-before-any-of-these-jackals-I-work-with-steal-my-trip typing) to the initial inquisitory e-mail, I have the honor of being the transporter, which also provides a marvelous opportunity to see my sister. While it is not exactly the exotic trip overseas that I am in desperate, burning need of, an extended three-day road trip just might do the trick. Except for the bit that goes through Nebraska, which as far as I am concerned, need not even be on the map, much less in my way.