
Someone stole our family dog.
The (brand new) washer in The Dupe unit B is on the fritz.
The airconditioner in The Dupe unit B is dying.
BUT, I got the best fortune ever after chowing down on some very yummy chinese food with friends.
“You will be traveling and coming into a fortune.”
I can live with that.
Someone stole your dog? That’s harsh. I blame God. Course I also blame God when my bread doesn’t rise, when I lose my house keys and when my milk goes bad. God’s pretty busy.
I love fortune cookies. Taste better than the 8 ball fer sure.