Fortunate Son

I had Chinese food last week. Ok, that in itself isn't blog worthy, but stick with me here...

For one thing, it was goo-ood. For another thing, my luck with fortune cookies happened again.

Without fail, I get more than one fortune in my fortune cookie. Every time. Or, at least every time in, ohhh, the past 6 years or so. So, for the sake of argument, since I rarely used to be able to afford eat Chinese food before then, I'm considering this in an 'ever' type of way. Ok? Good.

Anywhoo, I got three fortunes in my fortune cookie this time.

I know. I'm fortunate with fortune cookies.

And, considering I do the whole "in bed" suffix thing, I must say my fortunes were mar-vel-lous.

My fortunes were:

"What's vice today may be virtue tomorrow [in bed]"

"With integrity and consistency--your credits are piling up [in bed]"

"You will be fortunate in everything you put your hands to [in bed]"

Now, ok, the second one makes me sound a little trampy. "Piling up"?? Ummm, no. But still, I like the integrity and consistency part!

As much as I do love chow mein and chop suey, I think my favourite part of the Chinese food experience is most definitely the fortunes.