One of the perils of being born Jewish...
Nobody has given me a red envelope since my wedding. Actually, I thought that once I got married, I had to start giving out the envelopes to my friends' children (which I can't say I have ever done).
All that changed this morning, when I passed up an offer for the "best Vietnamese coffee" there is. (I am drying out for the marathon). In addition to a couple of packets of G7, I am in receipt of a cute little WaMu envelope; coffee is for after the marathon, and the red envelope contains some denomination of money that I am not supposed to spend (or else I'll have bad luck).
Thank you Jade, my new favorite pharmacist.
Another item to add to your list of reasons not to have children. Lucky for me - I have a Chinese girlfriend.
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