Citizen of the World

I never, ever take stock in my horoscope - ever. I find it interesting sometimes, after a given day (once every 60 days maybe?), to read through one to see what it said about the day after I've gone through it. This is only for the fun of it. But seriously, whoever came up with my horoscope for today is an idiot:

"You have reached so many turning points in the past few weeks that you won't likely have high expectations for this one. But your life is truly changing and it may finally feel as if you are moving into new territory instead of revisiting the same old familiar situations. Don't settle for less just because you recently experienced a setback. You have a larger role in creating your future than you might realize, so set high goals and then stretch to reach them."

LMSAO!! This is so distinctly vague, misleading, presumptuous, and all the rest, I just had to save it. Oh, and what drove me to read it? I woke up with back pain again (week #3) to take pain killers.

Anyone read The Secret? I haven't, but I know what it's about. I "read" a little of it now and then when Matt was in the middle of the audio version (that's how he reads books). He says that I'm an amazing "manifester". I understand where he's coming from because it seems that when I innocuously and innocently ask about things, people, or situations, the things come up, those people contact us (most times out of the blue), or the situations get resolved within a short amount of time.

Here's an example. Tonight, I told Matt that I wanted something pumpkin at the diner. We were STUFFED and the thought of any dessert at that point was far from my mind; I had completely forgotten that I wanted pumpkin anything. As we were leaving, our friend, Bob, said to Matt (and I was too far away to hear them), "BTW, Bishoff's has pumpkin fudge ice cream."

Matt said something inaudible to him and then looked at me for acceptance or rebuttal. Matt repeated himself and I said, "Uh, yah! We so have to have that!! It's our last hoorah!"

Bishoff's, to be blunt, is the most evil place devised by man. It's the retro ice cream parlor from the 40s or the 50s. It's still around because it. is. the bomb. when it comes to all things we shouldn't have as adults.

Bob's partner talked sense into them and they didn't stop with us, even though it was on their way home. Bob yelled out the window to us as they drove away, "You guys are my heroes!!"

We got home with the ice cream and this was the beginning of the awesome carnage:

PUMPKIN:

FUDGE:

ICE CREAM:



Did you notice the little plastic bag of cookies? Yeah, I forgot to mention those because I was soooo fixated on the PUMPKIN FUDGE ICE CREAM!!