Fortune Cookie Fun

We went out to dim sum yesterday because my bro-in-law is in town and this crop of fortune cookies was greatly amusing to me, especially when I continue the phrase that it came printed with (treating the period as a semicolon or an ellipse)... The part in italics is the rest of what the cookie should have said.

Mine was:
Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom... now get crocheting since you've not been finding the shrugs for nursing tops, make them yourself (something I'd been planning to do anyway, thank you fortune cookie)

Garvin's was:
Faith is the key to finding the answer you're looking for; the question, of course, being "where'd I put my keys?"

Del's (which I ate for him) was:
You are a practical person with both feet on the ground; but you are much cuter with one foot in your mouth.

Liam's was:
The seeds of an idea you planted long ago are about to blossom; this cookie serves as fair warning to your parents.

Marvin's was:
Your luck has changed. A new opportunity is about to present itself. We didn't say it was good luck - your flight has been canceled. (true story)

And we're not sure which of the other two were my husband's parents, not sure whose was whose but both of them kinda apply sometimes ;)

You are affectionate and loyal to those you love; to those you don't you're seen as a bit of a jerk.

Good fortune takes preparation and turning off the damn television set every once in a while is a good place to start.


Now Liam's running around screaming and driving everyone batty gotta go.

I keep wanting to post but not getting to it...

For the last week and a half or so I've been fibro-flaring and the kids extra demanding (probably because I'm not giving them enough positive attention - I've been a bit of a snappish momster for some points). My birthday happened, I've uploaded pictures of it (as well as November - the pictures website is actually up to date through this afternoon right now - the new profile picture here on Blogger was taken today). However I've already been interrupted 5 times in trying to get THIS blog post written so little wonder the long one I wanted to do for my birthday (which was Monday, it is now Friday) hasn't been done. Garvin just interrupted me for the 4th time this paragraph, it's not just the kids. I'd throw a pillow at his head RIGHT NOW if he wasn't carrying the baby. I'm feeling rather grumpy and behind on a lot of stuff including emails.

Anyway, what I HOPE to post about in the next 24-48 hours are my new year resolutions. I've decided it makes more sense to do those on my birthday instead of on some arbitrary date on the calendar (which January 1 is - *I* didn't set that date as important, did you?). I have several, they're not so much resolutions as goals for the year I am 31, and I've started on them even if I haven't been able to commit them to my freaking blog. Seeing as two of them directly relate to writing, this is rather ironic and ominous.

Time for another cup of coffee before I start screaming again. Both kids are pulling the "I'm not napping unless in physical contact with Mama" routine which does NOT work well with fibromyaglia trigger points. Oh, and Garvin just dropped the f-bomb over something in the other room, should probably find out why, but he's holding the baby and I can see the baby and the baby is not crying so I'm not feeling entirely concerned at the moment aside from wanting to wash his mouth out with soap since Liam is conscious and in earshot. *sigh*