Lucky?

I don't know about you, but I don't classify myself as a lucky person. I mean, is luck even real? At this point we reach a dilemma. What about fate and chance? Philosophy is not my forte. Getting to the point, if luck is real, my aunt is really lucky. Something about her is lucky. I wish i could have inherited that. She got to meet Oprah (not that that is something to be proud of.) Glenn Beck, Train and she's chatted with Stu at Barnes and Noble, what an honor! She's always the lucky caller on radio shows. She's always Wednesday night Bingo winner at the senior center, and she's not even a senior.

So in honor of Lucky (Me) day, I entered a contest. Along with about 5000 other people. But who's counting anyway.
Isn't this just the cutest? Generally, I despise scalloped lace, but on a P.W. mixer, its adorable. So please pick me Ree, because that would really make for a great celebration.

Today I went to Emmers and made prune cake. But I didn't even get to eat any! Isn't that just so horrible? (I'm not being sarcastic here, I really like prunes. I like cake too so it can't be that bad) We were going to deliver some to Shy Guy, but we ran out of time. No cake for me, no cake for him. Sorry buddy, but that's how things work around this joint. I really don't like not being able to have cake.

Sincerely,
According to my Chinese fortune, Wednesday is my lucky day.

PS:
I love lemongrass.I really like this too.

P.W. does not know me. She has no idea I exist. There is the link for ya. Too bad I'm not being paid for all this great advertising. Then I'd throw away that old Chinese proverb. After all, its Friday.