Saturday, February 14, 2009


Generally, when the post-dinner fortune cookies arrive at a Chinese restaurant, we are careful to take 'our' cookie...the one that is speaking to us, calling to us..."Over here, pick me. I'm YOUR fortune". Last night, it must have been the rain pounding down outside or something but I misheard the call of the cookies. This fortune was most definitely NOT intended for moi.


Indie said...

What, you don't have impeccable taste? I like the atmosphere and design over here at your blog. I like your taste in music and lyrics. I like your taste in outdoor activities as well as your appreciation for the natural world. Seems like good taste to me, but what do I know? I'm not sure I would have deserved that cookie either.:)

Melanie said...

Just add "in between the sheets" to any fortune cookie fortune for it to suddenly make all the sense in the world ;-)