Destiny: It is What We Remake It

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Destiny: It is What We Remake It

The Buddhists (is it the Buddhists? Anyway, somebody) believe that we design our own destiny. Like, we pick out our parents and families before we are born. That everything that happens to us in this life was pre-ordained by us. Which makes you wonder… WTF was I thinking?
Well, I reject the teachings of the Buddhists (or whoever – not important. Pay attention). I reject them. I cast off the fur-lined handcuffs of this mortal coil. Starting tomorrow, I manifest a new destiny. (Not the one I tried to manifest last winter. That was bad. I've thought this one through.)
No longer will I be left holding the bag, the remainder on the lease, or the credit card debt on our dream vacation. The one he said he paid for. Right before he disappeared into the jungle with our sherpa, only to return three days later reeking of coconuts, a wicked sunburn on his back and three necrotic spider bites on his nethers. And no memory of having paid the bill. I can’t go on like this.
This Seonaid does not accept destiny – she creates it – along with a line of headbands, inspired by the fearless and peerless Princess Bea.
Divine Designs is coming.
 ~xo Seonaid

A Time of Bonding

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A Time of Bonding

Question: What sort of sister steals your boyfriend, sleeps with his brother and then begs for a set-up with your ex?
Answer: Mine.
We spent the afternoon shopping. Cait helped spend money I didn’t have. For shoes I didn’t want or (apparently) keep. I hope they give her bunions. Not that it would matter. Our men never look at her feet.
I refused permission on grounds that sharing a husband is one degree from inbreeding. They deserve each other, still it chafes. We stopped for Chinese. My fortune said “Wedding bells fill the future.” She snatched it from my trembling hand. I smacked her. She pulled my hair. I spilled my drink. In her face. Hers was empty. I laughed as they led us to the door. She cried. The waiter comforted her.
She slipped his number into her bra when she thought I couldn’t see.
~xo Seonaid