Vegas has better odds than my life. I thought I was having an unusually good week, it seemed that fortune was smiling on me, I had gained an extra day to do more housework, my husband was due to return from overseas two whole days earlier than scheduled, and I had made it to both sessions of my children’s Tae Kwon Do classes on time. It was a good day. But just when I thought it was going to last until the night, the kids had to go and muck it up by behaving like escaped monkeys from the zoo in the waiting area of the Tae Kwon Do studio…