A Dire Prediction

I am a dead woman. At least, that's the best I can figure. Eric and I tried to go to Red Lobster for dinner tonight (mmm....crab legs), but it was way too busy. Instead, we went to Panda Express. After we got the food home I thoroughly enjoyed the noodles and black pepper chicken. We planned on enjoying our fortune cookies after that. Eric's cookie said someone was speaking well of him. Mine said...nothing. I had no fortune. Chinese wisdom must be telling me my days are numbered. Those black spots on the chicken weren't pepper. I think I liked the one about getting an unexpected gift better.