Pussycat-:"Tell me how it went with Yoga Guy?"
Me-:"He never messaged."
Pussycat-:"Really? I'm sure he will still."
That's how my morning started. Smooth when you think about it. Then, Marie messaged, asking me if I've had any issues with facebook lately?
Me-:"Haven't been in there in months. Can't say."
Marie-:"Can you please? I'm having issues with messages in there. I sent one to buddy and he hasn't answered. I need to know it's working."
So I did. Everything ended up being fine, the message to her went through, her message back to me went through. Smooth right. Yeah.
Me-:"Why wouldn't he be answering? You get into a fight?"
Marie-:"No. Don't know?"
Me-:"Has he asked you yet this week about going to Vegas?" This guy lives there, and about three times a week, he tries to convince her to join him.
Me-:"I'll take that as a yes. Why do you keep turning him down? He's going to stop asking soon."
Marie-:"Everything in it's divine time remember."
Me-:"Yeah, well I've got no mind for being patient."
Marie-:"So tell me about your guy?"
Me-:"What guy? You been chatting with Pussycat?"
Marie-:"No. Why what's going on there?"
Me-:"Nothing. He's been playing cupid so nothing."
Marie-:"No, I mean the one I saw the other week for you. The one with the light hair and the pink and yellow."
So this was one of those random moments Marie, who is a witch/medium was referring to. I'm lucky to be accurate once out of twenty when I get those random tarot moments. But Marie, she's scoring 100% every time. This happened about two weeks ago, we were talking about her daughter in law, when she just started giggling and snorting back a laugh pointed at me and declared "there's a new guy, yellow and pink and he's got light coloured hair. Pay attention." Which, of course could mean anything. So I'm suppose to be on the watch for a guy with either light brown hair or dark blonde hair or red hair or white hair or dyed pink and yellow for all I know?
Me-:"Nothing. I'm starting to think that all the straight single men on the planet have been vacuumed up into oblivion."
Marie-:"This new guy, he's a keeper so keep an eye open."
Me-:"Eye open for a flamingo got it"