YOUR LUCKY NUMBER IS ... FIVE

There seems to be a recurring theme from this weekend...something about ordering foreign commodities (see post below this one) and screwing it all up.... for example:

The Boy Next Door and I ordered wayyyy too much chinese take out last weekend.
We didn't know what we were doing.

He got off the phone after hearing the total of the bill and said:

"Sarah, I think we ordered a lot of food."

Me: Oh crud.

Can you say LEFTOVERS FOR FIVE MEALS?!?

Mounds of sesame chicken.  Oopsie poopsie.

visual representation of our folly

Not to mention THE WORST fortune in the world came out of my cookie:

Your lucky number for this week is the number five.

Really. REALLY?

What kind of fortune is THAT?

Oh wait, five meals of leftovers. Riiiight.