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Two Things You Do Not Deny a Woman

There are two things a man should never deny a woman…

Chocolate…

And shoes…

Oh, the Mr. knows better than to argue with me when I tell him I MUST have chocolate NOW.

However, the shoe thing…well…hmmm…let’s just say that he tried.

As you’ve probably suspected, we here at Chez AuburnChick seem to think that we have a money tree growing in my otherwise naked back yard, hence our multiple forays into various stores to buy a plethora of items lately.

Of course, I can justify every single item purchased thus far.

I am in serious need of office supplies for my classroom.

I am also trying to ramp up my wardrobe so that I can teach in something other than blue jeans and t-shirts.

Plus, I broke my black flip flops last week while painting.

So, I went on the hunt for new shoes.

A stop at Target did not yield the shoes I desired; however, I hit the jackpot with the following dresses…

Please allow me to pause a few moments to explain a couple of things.

First of all, yes, I am standing on the toilet in which I had the tank replaced last week.  Notice the handle on the side?

And yes, I have become an expert in flushing the new toilet.

Another thing you must notice is that yes, I did take the picture of myself while looking in the mirror.

When Chicky saw the pictures on Facebook, she was mortified.  Apparently, I committed a faux pas by taking a “Mirror Pic,” which is something that ONLY middle school girls do.

She was afraid someone would make fun of me.

Seriously?

She and I then had an argument about me allowing her to take a better picture of me.

She really wanted to do this for me.

I finally agreed…

Chicky did get my head, but you know…the blog and all…

Moving along…

The next day, the Mr. and I were out and about, and we stopped at Kohl’s, one of my favorite stores, where I found these…

They were marked down 50 or 55% off.  Woo Hoo!

BUT…

I saw another pair I wanted as well, and the Mr. emphatically told me no.

I carried them all the way to the register in the hopes that he would change his mind, but he didn’t.

So, I handed the pair to him to return to the shoe department, and I paid for the black pair.

BUT…

Visions of the other shoes danced in my head all night long.

Today, after church, I told the Mr. that I was going back to get them.

He started to object until I told him that I would be using the money he “paid” me a few weeks ago when I mowed the yard.

Oh joy, oh joy when I finally got them on my feet…

Aren’t they pretty?

Chicky says I have a thing for dangly stuff.

Yeah, I know.  I just can’t help it!

BUT…there’s more to this story…

When I went back and found the shoes from the day before, I saw another pair that begged to be tried on.

That is when I entered the danger zone.

I knew I shouldn’t get another pair…especially given the strong “no” I had received the day before.

BUT…

I wasn’t about to be denied…again…

And so I got them…

The brand is MUDD, and oh my gosh, but they are so comfortable!!

I am hoping that the wedge heel play nice with my foot and the arch issues I’ve been having the last few weeks, and the height will enable me to wear a longer pair of black pants that I own…

Did I mention that they were on sale for $23.99…marked down from $49.99?

Chocolate and shoes…all in the same week.

I am a happy girl indeed.

Life in a Small Town…

…means that you can’t slip out and get slushies or chocolate without the hubster knowing about it.

I mean, c’mon girls!  Don’t ‘ya sometimes just want to indulge in a little chocolate therapy.  Shouldn’t we be able to do this guilt-free?

I’ve been subbing for a teacher who has 2nd period planning and then early lunch, so I go in, teach one class, and get time to re-energize.

That means chocolate, right?

So, a couple of days, I was in Happy Land.  I’d gotten my donuts and Reese’s.

Yeah, I was a happy girl.

I was heading back to school, and who should call?

The Mr.

“Hey,” he said.

“Yeah, what do you want?” I answered.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Who me?” I asked, all innocent-like.

“Um, I’m behind you.  Where’d you go?” he persisted.

Rats.  I didn’t want to lie.

“I went to the store.  BTW, what are you up to?” I asked, trying to change the subject.

Sometimes the man uses his brain.  He did not allow me to steer him off his line of questioning.

“What did you buy?” he asked.

“Stuff, okay?  Chocolate stuff.  I NEEDED it.”  I said.

“Uh huh,” he said, unconvinced.

End of conversation.

I wish this was an isolated incident, but it’s not.

Today, I picked up Rooster from band practice.  I decided I was in need of a Sonic Icee.  See, I had interviewed for a history teacher position today, but I didn’t get it.  I was a teensy bit down in the dumps, and my mouth was a little more sore today than yesterday.

Rooster was totally okay with taking a detour on the way home.

And then we saw it…

The Mr.’s car.  He waved as he drove past us!

Rats.

What did we do?

We drove home.

Sigh.

Guess the icee will have to wait for another day…when I’m sure the Mr. is tied up at work.  😉

A Thoughtful Friend

When I walked out my front door this morning, I discovered a package.

Hmmm…I wondered what it was since it was addressed to me.

Was this another free item I had signed up for on the internet?

I had no idea.

When I opened it, I saw this…

I checked the packing slip, unsure if I had accidentally ordered something.

That’s when I discovered the note enclosed…

Oh my!  It appeared as if I had a Secret Santa!

As I tore open the wrapping, I racked my brain…trying to figure out who had sent the package.  Beneath the packaging was this…

Oh my, oh my!

Whoever it was knew that I love chocolate!

The only people I know in California are my knitting friends.  I mused about this as I opened the box…

Oh my, oh my, oh my.

About the time I popped a piece of heaven into my mouth, I was alerted to a Facebook update.

Susan, one of my internet/knitting friends welcomed me home and asked if I had found a package.

Woo Hoo!  Mystery solved.

I wasn’t surprised to find out she was the generous gifter.

I met Susan on KnittingHelp.com.  One day, she found out I had never seen Malabrigo, and she insisted on sending me a skein.  She actually sent two, I think.  I was shocked that one person would send another person such a lovely gift…simply because that person had not had the pleasure of experiencing the joy of owning a particular item (should have told her I’d never driven a convertible!).  heehee

Coincidentally, when I read Susan’s blog today, I discovered just how generous she can be.  Hop on over there and give it a read.  It will touch your heart.

This is a gal who has been through a lot in the last couple of years.  That she can be so thoughtful is both inspiring and humbling.

Thanks, Susan, for making my day.  Huge hugs to you, my Friend.

Free Chocolate Fridays

Don’t forget…

Fridays are Free Candy Bar Days!!  Who doesn’t like that?!

I’m re-posting this from last Thursday just so you can prepare yourself.

The Mars company is giving away free candy bars to the first 250,000 people to visit their site each Friday between 9am and 11pm EST.  You will be asked to enter your birth date (to ensure eligibility).  Fill out the information, and within a few days, you’ll receive an email confirmation.  Your coupon will arrive four to six weeks later.

The fun part…besides free candy?  You can do this up to five times, if I remember correctly.

Mr. Computer Guru Redeems Himself

Today is my last day of work at the law firm.  I arrived early and did not find a bag of M&M’s on my desk.  Oh well…it’s only chocolate.

My friend (not Ms M) brought me a bag after hearing the story the other day.  I had to laugh.

Mr. Computer Guru made his appearance at his usual time.  I looked at his hands to see if he was carrying anything that resembled .

Nothing but his man-purse/backpack thing.

Ok.

However, at that moment, he glanced at me and kind of smiled as he reached into the backpack and brought out a new bag of M&M’s.

I have to admit that I felt kind of bad for giving him such a hard time.

Oh well.  That won’t stop me from diving into that bag later!

Oh…and as far as Rockin’ Rooster’s Halloween costume…

Yes, he is dressed up as John McCain.  GREAT guesses all!

He Ate My M&M’s

How many of you read my post that included a list of things that make me happy?

I envision all of you raising your hands or nodding your heads.

Did you happen to read the comments?  In particular…THIS comment:

Did you leave your new bag yesterday? I’m not sure it is still there.

Well, on Monday, I arrived at work and began to go about my business.  About an hour later, Mr. Computer Guru arrived.  We proceeded with our day after greeting one another with the familiar “Good mornings,” and “No, I didn’t turn on the heater” (long story).

The day proceeded, much like any other Monday, when all of a sudden I reached for my bag of M&M’s — THE brand-new bag that my friend, Ms M, bought me the previous Thursday.

The bag wasn’t on my desk.

I quickly turned my head sideways and pinned Computer Guru with piercing eyes.

“Where are my M&M’s?” I asked him.

He tried to look innocent.  I knew better.

Surely he had not…would not…

He paused for one dramatic moment before reaching his right hand down toward his desk drawer…

I’ll admit that for a few seconds, I thought he had hidden it from me.  He has done this to me before…only not with chocolate but with the space heater that is under my desk.  He hid that on top of the bookshelves in the attic.  Not nice, I know.  Especially since I’m extremely cold-natured.

So, with this small hope fluttering, I held my breath as he pulled his hand out of the drawer…

Holding onto the corner of an almost-empty M&M bag.  I could tell that there were about five or six of the fantastically delicious chocolate bits in the corner of the bag.

I exhaled.

This was not a joke.  The comment from Ms M on my blog post had been a warning.

Mr. Computer Guru had, in fact, eaten my M&M’s.

You’ve heard the saying, “When the cat’s away, the mice will play?”

Well, he took this to heart.  While I was being the perfect role model for local children (i.e. “subbing”) on Friday, he was sitting at my desk eating one M&M at a time.  And just like the Lays commercial, he couldn’t stop at one.

I posted a grievance on one of the forums I frequent on Ravelry.  My friend, Bethany, answered my whine with a “I hope he has a bad tummy ache.”

What a good friend.

He said that he did, in fact, have a stomach ache that afternoon.  Served him right.

Especially since, and here’s the kicker, he did not provide a replacement bag.

You must understand that this bag was not a single serve bag.  Oh no.  It was the big, one-pounder size — enough to last a person several days.

I warned him not to return from lunch without a brand new bag.  I mean, we have to pass CVS on the way up the road.  The store sells chocolate.  Trust me.  I know.  I’ve been there when I needed a chocolate fix.

My threat must have seemed harmless.  He came back without the bag.

On Tuesday, he worked at our satellite offices, conveniently avoiding me.

Nice.  Not.

Surely Wednesday morning would be the day he would avail himself.

Nope.

“Daughter dear broke a jar of jelly, shortening my time to get to work.”

Great excuse.

To be fair, I did believe him.  He’s really a nice guy and a good father.  He’s just a typical man.  Forgetful.

Apparently he didn’t recognize the importance of chocolate in my life.  I placed it first on my list of things that makes me happy…above my children and furry babies.

I’ll be subbing on Thursday and will spend Friday, my last day, at the Firm.  He has two days to make amends.

Mr. Computer Guru, if you’re reading this, consider the following:

If a bag of M&M’s is not on my desk Friday morning, you may wind up with a 5’3″ angry trick-or-treater on your doorstep.

😀

A Tuesday Worthy of Chocolate


Pictures speak louder than words.

Tuesday was not the best day. I was greeted at work by a friend bearing a bag of M&M’s. Out of the blue. Very much like my friend. She loves dark chocolate. I’m a milk chocolate kind of gal. Common denominator? Chocolate. The perfect base for friendship. We have a way of bringing chocolate goodies to each other at just the right time. I can see God’s hand in what might seem trivial matters to some people. Chocolate is not trivial to me.

Especially on days like Tuesday.

Without going into details, it was just one of those days. I was glad to get home. However, upon finding out that a new employee was starting the next day (yep…very short notice), I spent the entire evening prepping their computer…remotely from home. Thank goodness for technology. Thank goodness for chocolate.

We had a new gal start in our office this week (a different person from who’s starting on Wednesday), so we took her out to lunch. What a treat for me! I never take lunch since I work part-time. The lure of Mexican food was too much to resist. I quickly jumped in my car and followed my boss.

She started going the back way to the restaurant. I followed blindly. However, when we started pulling up to a seafood restaurant, I got concerned. Surely they wouldn’t have changed the restaurant without calling me to make sure I knew? She had no way of knowing that I was following her.

However, the car I was following passed the restaurant. Now I knew that something was not right.

“Ring, Ring…”

“Hello, boss. Where are you?”

“At the Mexican restaurant, of course!”

Great. I followed the wrong car. Good thing this city is so small. I was there in no time, embarrassed. What kind of impression was I making on the new gal? “Oh, it’s just AuburnChick…you know…”

My bad day extended into my home life.

I’m working very hard to get my dogs trained properly. This has been on my mind since my first attempt to take all three to the dog kennel. See this post if you haven’t heard this story. Let’s just say that I could do the Iditorod with my dogs.

I’ve read that dogs need to be walked…a couple of times a day. Simply running around the backyard is not ample exercise. So, I’m trying to be a good mommy and walk the dogs properly. Easier said than done.

Yesterday, I went to the bookstore and bought this:

In case you don’t know who this man is, he is the Dog Whisperer. I’ve seen some of his shows, and I’m amazed at how quickly the dogs respond to him. The biggest thing about his training, however, is that the owners are actually the ones being trained. Boy, do I need training!

Ever since Pele joined our family, we’ve allowed ourselves to be controlled by our most adorable furry family members. Aubie, in true first-born fashion, was never allowed on the furniture. We were strict with her, and she is the best behaved dog in the world. Not so with Pele and Molly.

So, we’re doing doggie boot camp. We’re starting with walking. You would think that walking a dog is easy. Wrong-O! Molly and I only made it around the cul-de-sac. Walk, stop (when she pulls), make her sit, treat. Walk, stop, make her sit, treat. Over and over and over. I can’t even begin to imagine what the neighbors must have been thinking. Hopefully something like, “Boy, that lady sure loves her dog a lot.” Good mommies make their children behave, whether they are the two legged or four legged kind.

Regardless, my hands are sore from the leash, so knitting has been slow the last couple of days.

After coming in from our training session, I checked dinner, which was in the crockpot. BBQ beef sandwiches were on the menu. Mouth watering, I looked at the meat. Hmmm…it looks…a little pink…

My hands carefully touch the side of the crockpot. Cold. A look at the front assures me that the thing is turned on low. But what’s this? The cord…it’s not plugged into the outlet.

Sigh…

What a dork. I forgot to plug it in.

Sigh…

A whole roast ruined. I had even doubled the sauce mix too because it is so delicious. All that $$ gone down the drain.

So, the kids were reminded of how great it is to have me cooking again and to not take it for granted. They actually took it in stride, which pleased me.

The fact that this happened today just did not surprise me.

Thank goodness for the goodies pictured at the top of this post.

Oh, and here’s a knitting update. I have managed to complete almost three repeats of the Tidal Wave socks for my daughter’s teammate. Here’s how they look so far.

I am using Tofutsies, color #799. It’s a fabulous pattern…very easy.

So, on to Wednesday. Hopefully I won’t have to eat the whole bag of M&M’s. I can’t make any promises though.

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