I demand a refund!

Yesterday was not my day. It started off well enough, but by the time the day was almost over, I wanted to demand a refund and start over. Or else move to Australia. Trouble followed me wherever I went! Yesterday morning, I botched a financial transaction. This was the start of my day as a bad luck charm. I thought things were looking up when I found that my new glasses were ready. I went to get them. Not sure I love them as much as I did when I first tried them on. Please see poll on sidebar. Afterward I stopped at Gap, where I don't usually shop, but I had a gift card, so I went in to look at some warm clothes for Aubrey (not that we need them any time soon, it's still like 85 and humid as the middle of July). I did not find anything I wanted to buy without Aubs' approval. I decided to leave. As I was pulling out of my parking spot, I looked over my shoulder and BAM! All of a sudden there was a Ford Expedition right behind my Kia, and we had collided. Poor car.

Poor us. Of course we were fine, it was just a stupid mistake that could have been avoided, and thus irritating to the max. Barring a couple unfortunate run ins with a mailbox and weed eater as an inexperienced 16 year old, I have never been in an accident before! Dang it! I thought my glasses were supposed to help me see better! I tried this joke out on Chad after I told him I crashed the Kia, and he was not amused. If he read this now, he probably would still not be amused. Fortunately I was able to buy back his love with a peace offering of chocolate cookies that evening. But before that happened, and after my accident, I went to get Aubrey, who was playing at a friend's house. While I was at that friend's house, I was standing idly by as a semi-new bowl and plate fell out of my friend's hands and onto her tile floor where they both shattered into smithereens. I include this, not because it was my fault, but because by then, I felt like a bad luck charm and felt compelled to leave immediately before anyone broke their arm or needed stitches or something.

The rest of the evening was by no small miracle, pretty uneventful. I really wanted to end the evening on a good note, despite feeling hexed all day long. So I made the aformentioned chocolate chip cookies, a comforting and delicious standby of mine. Chocolate fixes ever so many things. We ate them. We felt better.

Today has been good. I'm not out of the woods yet... it is only 11:45 a.m. and I have found Dandy Andy here:

(What in the world?? How did he get there? This is the shelving that pulls out from the entertainment center. It's like a bad DIY magic trick or something... he looks like he's about to be sawed in half. Please don't fault me for taking a picture before I took him out... it was just so funny, despite his obvious distress of being stuck.)

And here:

(Yes, that is a large pile of a 3 lb bag of Gummy Bears dumped out on my carpet and couch. And, guess what? I let him eat (almost) as many as he wanted. (He took me up on that too, as you can see by his chipmunk cheeks). Too bad they were fat free. We could have packed a couple pounds on him right there.)

My life is never dull. And that is why it is so great. Laugh with me.