this according to a medium/psychic that i had the pleasure of meeting at a halloween party i attended last weekend. the party i'm referring to is the roaring twenties one i told you about a few posts ago. it was held at my friends' home on a unseasonably (for houston) chilly night. the theme was as i stated, roaring twenties. the house was decked out to be be a speakeasy, we even had to go through a dark alley and give the door guy a password to gain entrance. once inside, it was like walking into another era. everything in that house from the guests in amazing costumes, to the music, (think jazz, broadway, ragtime) to the decorations, definitely transported you to that prohibition era. there were flappers (myself included), and gangsters (i saw a few al capones and jimmy hoffas) to cigar girls and even a few policemen. it was indeed, a great party.
the hosts, old school friends of mine, hired a medium for the party. this was no ordinary medium either. she is highly regarded in the "psychic" industry and has a radio show as well. guests were invited to get their fortune told or to speak to someone that was no longer living. now, i've always been a skeptic about these sorts of things. plus, the guilt from my very catholic upbringing is enough to keep any of that superstitious mumbo-jumbo out of my life. however, on this night, i threw caution to the wind and experienced my first ever psychic reading.
Psychic: "Hello! Nice to meet you..." (shakes my hand and offers me a seat)
Me: "Hi! Nice to meet you as well."
Psychic: Blah, blah, blah (disclosure about readings)
Me: Eyes start to glaze over...
Psychic: "Now that that is out of the way, how can I help you? Do you have any questions you want to ask me? I'm yours for the next fifteen minutes" she says as she starts the time clock.
And so it began. For the next fifteen minutes this woman literally blew me away. I sat in a chair, across the table, facing her. She had a sheet of paper in front of her and held a pencil. Ever so often she'd look at me and scribble back and forth. The only information I gave her was my name and my age. I asked her superficial questions.
"What of love for me"
"Tell me about my future as a writer"
"Talk to me about my family"
Each answer she gave me, sent chills down my spine. Seriously. This woman who I'd never met before, told me things that she could not possibly have known. And they weren't mundane things. They were rather specific, down to the date and sometimes hour. But what really just cracked me up (I laughed on the inside) was when she talked to me about love. She told me that I had not yet met the man of my dreams. -Um, hello? I know that! She said that he was on his way, but I had to be patient. And? He drives a blue vehicle. She was not sure if it was a truck (gross!) or a SUV type of car. Also, she said that he was very particular about his shoes. He either took great care of them or wore boots. She told me other things about this alleged person but this is what most stuck with me. So now, any guy I ever go out with again, if he's driving a blue vehicle, you know I'm going to start planning a wedding! muahahahaha!
there you have it. In two years, I'm going to meet this man and we're going to get married. And all of you are invited. See? My dating woes are ovah! My mom will be ecstatic! :)
Alright kids, have any of you ever gone to a psychic? Had your palms read? Anyone? Did you do it for fun (like me) or do you take this type of thing seriously? I'm curious to know what you have to say about this, if anything.
Mark your calendars and save the date.
Ok now that that is out of the way. What's up kids? Who else has gone to Halloween parties? I just went to another one this past Saturday, which is why I was like a zombie all day today. Good times, good times...What else is going on in your corner of the world? Share with me...
I'm a little sad, my favorite month of the year is almost over. :(
Alright, I need to go take a little 5 hour nap or I will be a zombie again tomorrow and my boss would not like that. heh.
You know the drill, it's a new week, make it count.
Come on, you knew I was going to post a picture! Be gentle.