|What I took|
No, I don't need lots of candy. I just cannot help it, but I must have a bit of candy for Easter. After all, it's not like I have sworn off candy. I am choosy, though. Since I don't want much candy, I cannot buy a bag of each type candy just to please my senses...you know how cute seasonal candy wrapping is. Right?
A Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in the shape of a bunny won't work for me. Likewise, Hershey's Kisses in pastels won't go home with me. That icky, white cream stuff inside the chocolate eggs is nasty any season. Truffle anything works, no matter the shape. So, I knew what I would get in the large store--malted milk eggs with hard shell and speckles aka Robin Eggs. I grabbed a bag after fondling several other kinds of candy. I knew that was what I would buy, but I had to get as close to the fire as possible to see if I could not be burned--handle all the bags ans see how self-righteous I am and can resist candy-evil.
Several other items were in the electric cart for me to purchase. I did so and left. As I reached the car, I lifted the large bag with a garment I brought in to match with a tee, I saw them--purloined malted milk balls, speckled Easter eggs. I turned the cart on and hurried back to the store.
|What I wanted|
Customer service workers said most people would have kept the bag of candy. That's not me. If I stole something, I figure I would get caught. There would be pictures of me posted all over town.
Back in the car and on the way out of the lot, I ripped open my now-paid-for-prize and shoved three in my mouth. Ick, Spit, Oh, Eww, aching salivary glands! I had bought jelly beans not Robin eggs. Ewwww! And, they were speckled just like the candy I wanted. Of course, they were pure sugar, not preferred by my taste buds.
Of course, now I must return to the store immediately and get the right thing to erase the sugar taste. Ahhh, chocolate--speckled mini Robin eggs by Whoppers. They are in a jar behind a closed door right now. So far, I have been good about not gobbling them right down.
Helping my daughter
I reduced her final AT&T bill down to $0.01 (yes, one penny). They had charged her, wrongly, $120 for leaving them early + all the taxes=$148.49. They did not tell her when she cancelled her service for two phones and claimed now that she left two days before her contract was up. I am nice, shocked, and outraged, not angry. After the adjustment and after hearing her new balance, "Excuse me, but how do you prefer that penny be sent--cash, check, money order, bank draft, cashier's check." He started laughing and took the penny off her bill. She is free of ATT. But, I still love ATT. Smooch...
I know an ampersand goes between the Ts, but other stuff (ampersand;) is included, so I decided that no ampersand looks best.
Just because I am disabled, I no longer have to pay $15 that covers weekly services--trash pickup, street sweeping, limb removal, leaf removal, and road stuff in our city. ~Sweet~
I do not put out a weekly pickup because I don't make much trash. I keep my leaves for the chickens. I was not using full services anyway.
Excalibur dehydrator arrived. No, I have not tried it.
I found a dime.
Cooking once for the week
I am woman. Hear me roar!
I caught another raccoon....in a live trap...with one strawberry.
I have been contemplating germinating seeds.
Bill for repairing, cleaning, and installing new stuff concerning brakes--$300.80.
Did you steal anything last week? Caught a raccoon or any wild animal? Get your brakes fixed and feel safer? Found a mistake this week on a bill...in your favor?