Fortune-Ate: How you look

Sometimes fortunes don't make much sense. That's one of those things about life we just have to accept. And love. Because they came out of a sweet, crunchy cookie.

Well, yes, how I look does depend on where I go. Literally and figuratively, I suppose. Since it's a hundred degrees in California, I look pretty wilted and scruffy.


I thought the intense heat would come in August. It waited until October. That's alright. I can't stop thinking about fudge pops. Maybe I'll try out this recipe.