My Friend Destiny

Here is my friend Destiny waiting patiently for me to get home from The Chelsea Clinton wedding in Rhinebeck, NY.  I promised to bring her home a piece of wedding cake.  Sorry, Destiny, but I ate it on the train from Rhinebeck to Grand Central Station.  It was a long trip and I got very, very hungry.  I  promise I will make it up to you.  Do you like rawhides?  I was going to bring you back a really nice rhinestone Fendi pocketbook but the security guard made me put it back on the table.  Supposedly it belonged to someone who was dancing.  Honestly, who leaves a pocketbook just lying around?