Irony

Yesterday (because we only had Melissa (the "yougest of five") home with us, Michele and I decided to go out and do some grocery shopping. This trip would include three grocery stores and one "Home Improvment" store. Because it was going to take all afternoon (and becuase "two adults and a three year old" is much cheaper than "three adults, four children") we stopped by a local Asian Food Resturant near our shopping haunts.

When it came time to read my fortune, I could only shake my head in an inronic disbelief.
(an acutal scan of the fortune - including the greasy fingerprints...)



How Ironic....