I collect fortune cookie notes. They have these sometime profound statements I eagerly can relate. Years and years ago at my first real job in advertising I was at lunch at a Thai place with several multi-leveled colleagues. At the end of lunch when we all threw in our 6 dollars (tip included, I said many, many years ago) and as each grabbed a cookie they all started to go around the table and read their fortunes, this was new to me, pause and add "....in bed" to their cracked cookie note. Silly as it sounds, it collected a giggle or two.
In between those years I had babies; and I divorced. I started going to Chinese restaurants with my girls once a month because it was cheap and easy, great tasting dinner out; something my ex-husband wasn't keen on: eating out or Chinese food.
Don't worry when you zig your friends won't zag—is one of my most favorite in my collection. It resonated with me far more than any horoscope ever had. It came to me at a particularly friend-filled time in my life. A time when family was becoming rampantly distant even though most of us lived in the same city. The idea that my zig-zagging lifestyle was feeling supported by equally crazed friend was an abrupt and resounding kind reminder of everyone I had collected in my small, cool people pool. It became clear more then, that friends are family when family can't be family and family can be friends, eventually.
I may not be an easy catch but my zig and my zag have proven to be a legitimate way of life. If any of you wingwomen catch my drift—