What did I want? All I wanted was a lottery ticket, and fair enough, today's jackpot is 27m. And do I have a single lotto ticket? Of course not. Bye bye my millions, just like that. However, last night, when I was feeling lower than my carpet and had to physically stop myself from blogging "lousy lousy lousy lousy lousy Eva", I thought that if 50 different people wished me a happy birthday on the day,  I'd take that back. Guess what? I just counted my chickens, and there, the 50th* text message said: wanna wish you heaps but leave it to say personally. Go girl! ______ *Yeah, lousy enough to actually count.