July 11, 2011

No good, very bad day

Yesterday was not my day.  Somehow I let a series of stupid events a few words with a women I don't even know completely knock the wind out of my sails.  It was horrible, I felt horrible and overwhelmed and completely inadequate.  Defeated.  I felt completely defeated.  My day started out great, no worries in sight.  I was even on time for all Sunday activities which is a HUGE rarity for me.  Once they were all over, I was just flowing through the day like no big deal, and then BAM. It was like I hit a brick wall and broke my nose {and messed up my hair and tore my skirt, for a little dramatic effect}.  I tried to brush it off, but I somehow it sat with me the rest of the day draining everything out of my glass half full attitude.

My only saving grace {well, my two saving graces} were my sweet husband who let me tell the story over, and over, and OVER again trying to figure out what I did so wrong to avoid my feeling being smashed to pieces ever again.  And the wonderful people at Hershey's who knew my love for crunchy peanut butter and MUST have known that sometime soon I would need that crunchy peanut butter accompanied by chocolate to make my day all better.

Introducing the Reese's CRUNCHY peanut butter cup...
*These solve problems people.

Also, I should probably just say it again for those who don't know,  I am gifted at finding new candy. The checker at Walgreens {aka candy buying central} and I had a good long discussion Saturday night about the new candy that has been released this summer.  We decided we are going to join forces to keep it around.  That my friends, involves buying A LOT of candy to show our love.  I bought 6 and it's a good thing I had some left to heal my wounded spirit on Sunday.

Truth be told this new treat could stand to have a few MORE peanuts in the cup for a more concentrated crunch, but I really think Hershey's is on to something here.

*I should also note for anyone taking me seriously that I didn't truly drown my sad feelings in peanut butter and chocolate.  The peanut butter and chocolate were just a sweet treat after I remembered that I was doing the best I could and as long as I am doing my best I really don't give two hoots about what other people think!

3 comments:

Megan is Chuck. Chuck is Megan. said...

I'm sensing a trip to Walgreens in the VERY near future. I love me some crunchy peanut butter anything.

Shannon said...

You are seriously an ad for all things candy. You should get paid for this stuff.

I remember a VERY distraught 3 or 4 year old amber screaming and running into her house after she tore her skirt while riding her big wheel.

I also remember (on many occasions) a VERY VERY distraught teenage amber when any person, thing, or even air would get her hair out of place.

So I can only imagine that a hypothetical run in with a wall that smashes your nose, messes up your hair, and rips your skirt is the worst thing ever.

That lady is stupid and as my mom says 'no more important than a nats eyebrow.' Ha ha you can't help but laugh when you think of a nats eyebrow.

You are awesome even if this stupid lady doesn't know it yet.

Erica said...

Who is this woman, anyway? And why do we remember the bad moments so vividly? I remember two weeks after Dylan was born having to go to Costco for a prescription and this super mean (and old!) guy in the line at the pharmacy said something snarky to me and I've never forgotten it. Ew. EWWW! Don't let it get the best of you, my Mamb. It's not worth it. And those candies look yummy! I love you! :o)