So far I have only purchased one lottery ticket and I have not truly delved into the Great Lottery Experiment just yet. My toe is only in these waters but today I learned that I have already inspired someone to go out and join me in my adventure. My friend Dana purchased a lottery ticket today and I feel like I am responsible for her spending one dollar on something so ridiculous. The lottery is a fun thing, especially if you win, but a lot of people call it the dumb people's tax. Maybe we are dumb for having hopes and dreams that could be more easily achieved with a whole pot of cash. I like to think I am an idealist. Part of me is practical and rational and the other part of me is a secret dreamer.

When I was a little girl, I had a Barbie Dreamhouse colorforms set and I always dreamed that someday I too would have a posh house like that.  It was open and airy with really high ceilings.  The house had French doors that opened into a lush and private backyard that had a fountain in the middle.  In the distance was the ocean.  This wasn't just Barbie's Dreamhouse.  It was also mine.  I know this house exists....Malibu perhaps... and geographically I am not that far from there.  Right now I live in a boxy, 1000 square foot apartment.  It is big for one person and I am right on the edge of Beverly Hills (so close!!) My place is rent control and is pretty awesome but in the back of my mind, I know it is no Barbie Dreamhouse.  This week, once I purchase my Mega Millions tickets, I may just be that much closer to that backyard overlooking the ocean.  Ahhhh, a girl can dream.