I emailed back and asked the owner if she had ever been to a psychic and what she thought. I had no intentions of actually getting "read", just curious about the whole process. I feel the same way about skydiving and sticking a fork in the light socket. The owner emailed back, gave me a brief description of when she had been "read" and asked if I wanted to come in. I told her that as interesting as it sounds, I have spent all my fun money (for the next few years) on fertility.
So she offered to pay for it and I went.
It was interesting to say the least. I walked in, introduced myself and she immediately commented on how I was named after a famous actress....actually, I am older than this actresses public career, so no. I was given many general statements, some of which you can read on fortune cookies, which happen to be my favorite forms of advice. Apparently I had many lives in Rome, where I was a hand maiden. I also need to stop being the bread winner for my family, which I agreed to and when I start to become it I will promptly stop. She also asked "what is in Texas?" I responded "the alamo?" as I have no other connections to Texas. She also told me my grandmother is with me in the car and enjoyed baking with me as a child and was proud of how she raised my mother. Grandma didn't bake, didn't actually raise my mom and sure as hell didn't allow anyone to call her "grandma."
I have learned that I will apparently be moving East in the next two years, even though my husband and I talk about North and will be having a boy.
Needless to say, I didn't find it insightful, but I did find it nice to get out of the house on a rainy day. Besides, next door to the boutique is my favorite alterations place and I have pants that needed to be hemmed.
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