Last week, while the husband and I were out doing the obligatory Christmas shopping, we got hungry.
So, we stopped by this really great Chinese restaurant that just opened in our area …
… perused the menu …
… and ordered some really great food.
Then, of course, we had to finish shopping, and asked the server for the check. With it, came the fortune cookies and the point of this post.
I Was Like, “Seriously?”
This was my husbands fortune …
And here is the fortune I got …
Seriously? What does that even mean?
Faith answered. No one was there? That’s the best you got? Where’s my executive ability? My potential? Where’s my dang lucky lottery numbers?
I’m beginning to wonder if every thing about the monks that live on a mystical moutain top, devoting their lives to writing these fortunes for us is wrong …
It’s probably more like this …
engaging. stories 
I can’t say enough about this amazing young lady. She’s so funny.I’ve known her all her life. She’s always been very funny. You should know she even created a funny joke about an elephant once. It took her explaining it to me but it was very inventive.
Way to go A.R. Rivera
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for your totally unbiased opinion, Mom.
;’)
LikeLike
Hi there! I just wanted to say that I really enjoyed reading your post! To say it is great (not just this post, all of yours!) is an understatement. You are really talented (:
Because of how much I loved this post I had to check out your blog and I couldn’t help but follow you because your blog is both amazing and beautiful! I am so happy I came across your blog and I can’t wait to read more from you, keep it up (:
By the way this comment is towards all of your blog posts because they are all equally amazing and incredible (:
LikeLike
Fun. Don’t worry I have it on good authority that those fortunes are made up by the red Chinese Army
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lol.
Well, whoever’s writing them needs to get better at it.
LikeLiked by 1 person