Can you believe the luck?!

We got a ton of flat tires in AZ, mostly from the wires coming out of all the decaying truck tire debris on the side of the road - where we ride.
We got new, tougher tires in Tempe for the rear wheels (where most of those flats occurred, naturally). I had sealant put in my tubes in Phoenix and Heidi had some put in her's in Las Cruces, NM. We figured we better get some bike work done before we headed out into the wilds of West TX.
I had been getting so many flats (2 a day, about; plus Heidi's flats) that I just started keeping a tire lever in my bike jersey pocket (rather than digging it out of my saddle bag each time).
After the new rear tires and sealant in the tubes I had at least two times (one thorn and one truck tire wire) where the sealant saved me. Awesome!
But I kept the tire lever in my center back pocket, as a good luck charm. And I mean ALL the way across TX. Like 900 miles and 3 weeks "in the back pocket".
No flats.
Then yesterday, sittin' on a bench swing with Heidi, in the shade, drinkin' cold Cokes in Honey Island, TX, I scooted forward to get up, pressing my back against the bench, and the tire lever dug into my back in such a way that I think it left a mark. Youch! So I took it out of my back pocket and put it in my "top lid" (handlebar bag).
Today?
Flat tire.

Wow.
I guess it really WAS a good luck charm!

I'll be riding tomorrow with that tire lever in my center back pocket again.
But I will also be more careful when I get up out of comfortable chairs in the shade to not drive it into my back with all my weight...