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Wednesday, February 02, 2005
It's Written in The Stars
So, I was reading my “Chinese New Year forecast”… no, I do not buy into horoscopes. I hardly ever read them. Even if you take away the fact that they’re not real, I just don’t like my sign(s). My “normal” sign is Scorpio- I really dislike scorpions- not quite as bad as Hubby, but I will squish them, not negotiate with them. (And don’t go into the whole cusp thingie, or the evolution of the Scorpio into an Eagle- not buying it.) Then there’s my Chinese year sign. I’m a rooster. A chicken!!! Give me a break. Why couldn’t I be a beautiful horse or a fierce dragon, or even a cute bunny? Nope- I’m poultry.
Then, there’s the fact that there is never bad news. I’ve never read “Just go back to bed- it’s not worth getting up today.” It’s all sunshine and roses. Or, if there is trouble, there’s always some trite advice for making it all better. Sorry, not exactly the real world, is it?
OK. All that said, I read the Chinese New Year forecast in a magazine. Good news for everyone- this year (the year of the Rooster, no less!) is the beginning of a cycle of good health for all signs! And, for us roosters? Well, first they make us chickens feel all warm and fuzzy.
Why are people drawn to horoscopes? Do they really need someone to tell them everything is ok? Do they really need that "it's out of our control, but it will all be ok"? Do they need that crutch?
I don't need a horoscope to tell me it's all going to be ok. But that's just me.
Then, there’s the fact that there is never bad news. I’ve never read “Just go back to bed- it’s not worth getting up today.” It’s all sunshine and roses. Or, if there is trouble, there’s always some trite advice for making it all better. Sorry, not exactly the real world, is it?
OK. All that said, I read the Chinese New Year forecast in a magazine. Good news for everyone- this year (the year of the Rooster, no less!) is the beginning of a cycle of good health for all signs! And, for us roosters? Well, first they make us chickens feel all warm and fuzzy.
Roosters are as confident and sincere as they are brilliant. (how nice of you to notice!)Wherever you go, you make a stir, either with your outspoken opinions (ok, you got me there!) or your sense of style (is jeans and t-shirts a "style" these days?) With your loving heart and deep sense of commitment, you make your family life tops- and no doubt, your spouse knows he's the luckiest man around! (no, really?)Then they go into what's ahead for this year:
Get ready for one of the luckiest years yet! (woohoo! Bring on the mega millions tickets!) Not only will you win money and travel (and the TX Lotto!), but you'll feel a greater sense of peace than you have in years. The result: You'll find it easy to accept that things will work out for the best (when you don't actually come into all that money.)OK... so, what does that mean for lil ole me? Not much. When the Mega Millions or TX Lotto gets over $50 mil, you can bet I'll grab a ticket or two. Do I think I'll win? Nah, but I usually end up (over time) coming out even (with the $5 and $10 dollar wins from time to time.)
Why are people drawn to horoscopes? Do they really need someone to tell them everything is ok? Do they really need that "it's out of our control, but it will all be ok"? Do they need that crutch?
I don't need a horoscope to tell me it's all going to be ok. But that's just me.
