Well played, fortune. This one was fun.
For single people and for married sleazebags, this fortune could mean any number of things. Maybe you have a secret admirer. Maybe you will meet a mysterious stranger. Maybe an old flame will re-ignite.
But for old, monogamous married folk like Jamie and I (eight years this fall!), this fortune is a bit trickier.
I could interpret this message as something sexual, but this is a family blog (for the most part) and I'll let your minds be dirty on their own. Besides, I want to leave something for David Crowe's "In Bed" feature at the end of the month. I'm going to keep this clean.
The first thing I did after reading the fortune was Google the phrase "romantic mystery." I discovered that's a genre of fiction, but I also found a link to an online game called "Romantic Mystery." It's an "escape game," and if you've never played one, they're freakin' addictive.
I left the game up on my computer. Before I walked out the door for work, I gently woke up Jamie, kissed her on the lips and told her to go to my office when she got out of bed.
At work I received a text message from Jamie letting me know she had defeated the game. One romantic mystery down.
On the way home from work I stopped and purchased a half-dozen red roses. There's not much mystery here. She's going to know I bought them for her. But a fortune that mentions romance certainly calls for flowers. Jamie deserves them every single day, and I don't buy them enough.
Funny thing about those roses, though. They make for a pretty good decoy. And every good mystery - romantic or otherwise - needs a decoy.
You see, I also purchased Jamie another romantic gift. It is now hidden inside our house.
If she wants it, she's going to have to solve the mystery and find it.
I wish her good fortune in her search.
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