I had a lot of options to pick from via Thursday and Friday and their respective versions of a birthday celebration. BUT, that would be moderate cheating (which I admit I’m guilty of occasionally) and so when I was cleaning up the patio this morning, I stopped to take these photos:
That, ladies and gents, is a pile of leftover fortune cookies, the fortunes we all read aloud, and the envelope that one of my fellow coworkers took notes of our conversations on…I’m hoping you can’t actually see that one well enough to read it.
And for kicks, here’s my well-loved fortune from last night. Remember to read this the fun way, y’all.