We offered the fantastic Southwestern Eggrolls that everyone loved and raved about. YAY Danny!
It was a nice evening, lots of food vendors and desserts, a caricaturist (The talented Bil Barrett), a live and silent auction, a photo booth and.....fortune tellers.
I was so intrigued. It's been a while, but I've had my fortune read before and while I don't take the advice literally or verbatim, I think it's a whole lot of fun. And interesting.
I waited all night to see the astronomer. I circled her table like a shark. I tried to make eye contact. I waited. And waited. Aaaaand waited.
There was a break in the action and I excitedly bounced up to her table.
She puts a hand up (What? NOOOOOOO!) and tells me she is all done for the night. I. Was. Devastated. I most likely acted like a kid who missed Elsa at the Ice Capades because she softened up a bit after seeing
"Wait," she said dramatically and grabbed my hand. OH BUDDY, this is it! She is going to read my aurora and reveal secrets to me that I have never known about myself.
"I'm getting cats....yesssssss, cats.....lots of cats....."
I was confused.
"Oh, ok, great. What kinds of cats are you getting?"
"No, I am not GETTING cats," she replied. Slightly annoyed, maybe annoyed?
"Ok, huh, well, um....."
"For you I mean. I see cats. Do you have a cat?"
"Do you want a cat?"
"Do you love cats?"
Well, better than dogs...
Have you ever seen a cat?
Come on now. You aren't even trying!
Guess I should have paid.