Fortune Cookies

Yesterday we celebrated the Chinese New Year at school since we have a little girl originally from China in our class. All that talk about China got this girl in the mood for Chinese food! K and I headed to our local buffet and loaded up on General Tso Chicken, bacon wrapped crab, and pepper steak. Towards the end of our meal we received our fortune cookies.

I'm sure you're familiar with fortune cookies: they have a fortune, some lucky numbers, and sometimes, if you're lucky, Chinese words you can learn. Our fortune cookies were of the variety that had the fortune and lucky numbers (this is important information my dear friends!). When I opened my fortune imagine how delighted when I read "Your dearest wish will come true." Woot, woot!

K opened his a minute or two later and quietly read over his fortune. And then asked me to read my lucky numbers to him. Why did he want to hear my lucky numbers? Because his fortune was exactly the same as mine but with different lucky numbers. Woah there Chinese fortune cookies! What are the odds that we would get the same fortune? And that they could so obviously be pointed towards our shared dream? Sigh, only time will tell if our dearest wish will come true!

Disclaimer: I totally realize that everyone in the restaurant could have received the same wish...I just choose to believe we were the only two!

Ice, ice everywhere

So maybe you heard about the winter storm that swept across half the country? You know, the one that stranded cars in Chicago? Collapsed buildings? Caused wide-spread power outages? Yeah, that's the one.

Well my friends, we didn't get the waist high snow, we got ice. And lots of it. I didn't have school for three glorious days and didn't leave the house two out of three of those days. And not only was my school closed, but, according to one local news channel, there were over 776 closings at one time! (Not all of them school mind you)

Perhaps from the title of my blog you might have realized that we live on a hill. A windy hill at that. So we got ice, right? And we live on a hill, right? Imagine how tricky it is to walk anywhere on the property! There was literally no good way to get from the house to the barn. (And quite frankly? There still isn't unless you are lucky enough to be in a car)

On Wednesday afternoon I decided to be a good horsey parent and check on the horses since they hadn't been fed since K had left at 3:15am. I was riddled with choices how I could get from my house, down the hill, to the barn. I could a.) skate across the deck and make my way down the ice covered, hand rail-less steps (mind you, K had fallen down these already) or b.) walk through the grass down the hill. I chose the grass but stayed near the steps. And fell. Hard. On my wrist. Ouch!

Gosh darn it did that hurt! I went to the house (because who in their right mind would continue on to the barn?!?) and nearly fainted. I took it easy for the rest of the day but then on Thursday the wrist was still hurting a bit. I went to an urgent care place and they took x-rays...it doesn't look like I broke anything but I was given a brace-type thing to wear.

Let's just say I'll be ready for spring!