Remember my 25 Before 25 list? Having my palms read was on the list. (#25 actually!)
It’s something that I have seriously always wanted to do… but was always too chicken. I was paranoid that a) it would be a scam or b) I would find out that I was about to die or something terrible.
Garrett, Emily, Mackenzie, and I all went out to dinner on Friday and I really wanted to get my palms read. It was FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH. So I mean, if I’m going to get my palms read… it was the perfect time. Garrett and Emily were too spooked, but somehow I convinced Mackenzie to do it too.
We all wanted to be in the building (if you can even call it that) for each other’s readings. Of course (duh), our “energies” would get in the way though. As excited as I was to have the reading done, I got really freaked out right before we started. I tried to remain calm because I knew I would freak Mackenzie out and she would back out!
I ended up being kind of “meh” about the whole experience. I guess I was expecting it to be scarily accurate OR completely ridiculous. It was somewhere in the middle. The woman absolutely picked up on a couple of things. But for the most part, I wasn’t enthralled about the whole experience. I wish I had a SparkNotes version because I got a little bored.
(For the record, she started off by saying I had a “long and healthy life” ahead of me. #ThankGoodness. So I definitely relaxed after that!)
Then it was Mackenzie’s turn. She may or may not have a house in the suburbs with three children in her future.
Bottom line: It was such a fun thing to do on a Friday the 13th. Borderline ridiculous. But fun. And especially with friends!
Have you ever had your palms read?