(2 weeks later...these stories are old, but seeing as how I actually have it written...I'm going to post it anyway...)
It's been a rough week for this Baby Sister
It's been a rough week for this Baby Sister
And it's only Thursday
I am so ready for Saturday night when I'm done with work and I know I don't have to go back the next day
On Monday I was helping a customer load some planters in her car
They weren't very heavy, so it really wasn't that big of a deal, but I was the only one at the register, so I was in a bit of a hurry
The first one went in without any incident
The second one?
I misjudged the distance between my head and the hatchback door of her car
I pretty much flattened my skull when I smacked it
Or at least that's what it felt like
She kept asking if I was okay, which I was very grateful for, but really all I wanted to do was tell her to go away so I could go inside and cry
And that is exactly what I did
And this is what I saw
As soon as I was able to stop, I left the bathroom, and then found Mama Smurf
And the waterworks commenced yet again....
Just goes to show I'm not very good at math and the whole measuring between point a and point b thing
Fast forward to Wednesday
I was carrying a large, awkward box at work, not really paying attention to where I was walking, because, well, I'm in that parking lot every day
I know it like the back of my hand
Apparently not
Apparently I thought I was in a different part of the parking lot
Or something
I really think that this thing jumped up and tripped me
I tripped, the box fell out of my hands, and I rolled along the ground, landing on my hand and knee
And now that I'm thinking back, I fractured the wrist on that same hand when I was living in Spain
that's a whole different story...
Apparently my left hand really likes to try and protect me
My toes also got smashed by something super heavy later that day
I don't remember what it was
Obviously that was the last straw and it became too traumatic for me and I blocked out the memories
Obviously
One of the main things that made the week even remotely better is what was in the box
*cue to a line from one of my favorite movies, UHF:
"I'll take the box"
"The box! She wants the box! Let's see what's in the box!!"
....
"Nothing!! Absolutely nothing!! You so stupid!!"*
Except there was something AWESOME in my box
My birthday present from Hubby came :)
We had a gift card from our wedding we hadn't used yet, and we had a 20% off coupon, so we were able to afford the nice one that I wanted
It was very much a welcome sight after such a long week
To celebrate, I did any normal thing that anyone would do
I made chocolate chip squares, of course!!
And they turned out perfectly
Probably one of the best batches ever
And I owe it all to this beautiful piece of machinery
I was going to make cookies last night to wind down after a long week (which is actually a week later than the one I just finished telling you about) but the dough on both recipes required chilling, and I was WAY too tired and impatient for that
I was in the mood of a quick cookie/cookie dough fix
None of this 30 minute/2 hour chill dough stuff
The first one went in without any incident
The second one?
I misjudged the distance between my head and the hatchback door of her car
I pretty much flattened my skull when I smacked it
Or at least that's what it felt like
She kept asking if I was okay, which I was very grateful for, but really all I wanted to do was tell her to go away so I could go inside and cry
And that is exactly what I did
And this is what I saw
annoyingly, that's all it ever was...if it's going to hurt like the dickens, I should at least get a cool bruise or something of the sort
"My brother went to mexico and all I got was this stupid shirt "I bashed my skull in and all I got...." well, you get the idea
As soon as I was able to stop, I left the bathroom, and then found Mama Smurf
And the waterworks commenced yet again....
Just goes to show I'm not very good at math and the whole measuring between point a and point b thing
Fast forward to Wednesday
I was carrying a large, awkward box at work, not really paying attention to where I was walking, because, well, I'm in that parking lot every day
I know it like the back of my hand
Apparently not
Apparently I thought I was in a different part of the parking lot
Or something
I really think that this thing jumped up and tripped me
I tripped, the box fell out of my hands, and I rolled along the ground, landing on my hand and knee
And now that I'm thinking back, I fractured the wrist on that same hand when I was living in Spain
that's a whole different story...
Apparently my left hand really likes to try and protect me
My toes also got smashed by something super heavy later that day
I don't remember what it was
Obviously that was the last straw and it became too traumatic for me and I blocked out the memories
Obviously
One of the main things that made the week even remotely better is what was in the box
*cue to a line from one of my favorite movies, UHF:
"I'll take the box"
"The box! She wants the box! Let's see what's in the box!!"
....
"Nothing!! Absolutely nothing!! You so stupid!!"*
Except there was something AWESOME in my box
My birthday present from Hubby came :)
We had a gift card from our wedding we hadn't used yet, and we had a 20% off coupon, so we were able to afford the nice one that I wanted
It was very much a welcome sight after such a long week
To celebrate, I did any normal thing that anyone would do
I made chocolate chip squares, of course!!
And they turned out perfectly
Probably one of the best batches ever
And I owe it all to this beautiful piece of machinery
I was going to make cookies last night to wind down after a long week (which is actually a week later than the one I just finished telling you about) but the dough on both recipes required chilling, and I was WAY too tired and impatient for that
I was in the mood of a quick cookie/cookie dough fix
None of this 30 minute/2 hour chill dough stuff
****
Hubby and I went on a little road trip to Idaho this weekend for his cousin's wedding
We come back home tomorrow, and I'm kind of dreading going back to our very warm apartment
The basement here is like the basement in Mama Smurf's house
Very nice and cool
It's been a nice "welcome home" for us
And a nice mini-cation
But we are both excited to go back home to our bed and little home
I'm just going to miss the slightly cooler weather of Idaho...
It'll be hard to go back to the heat of Utah
Which is really humorous (to me, anyway) because Utah is really cool compared to a lot of other places at the moment
I was going to post about a couple of awards I got, but this post is already old enough, cause I seem to be really talented at that as of late, so it's just going to have to wait
I was going to post about a couple of awards I got, but this post is already old enough, cause I seem to be really talented at that as of late, so it's just going to have to wait
Plus I didn't sleep very well last night and I have to drive back home tomorrow, so off I jet
Assuming I can drag Hubby into bed with me...
May none of you bash your heads and trip and fall with a brand KitchenAid in your hands
I would send you good vibes, but I'm thinking that would only bring you bad luck...
