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You’ll never believe what I just ate…

  • Posted on July 3, 2010 at 12:16 pm

I read about it in the Winston-Salem Journal first.

A chocolate covered kreme-filled doughnut? Nah. I’m good, thanks.

In-store display of Cheerwine kreme-filled doughnuts

A chocolate covered Cheerwine kreme-filled doughnut? SIGN ME UP.

You know I bought them. I *had* to. You can only buy them by the half-dozen (which doesn’t sound nearly as cool as six-pack LOL) in NC and SC, so my PROFOUND apologies to my readers outside the Carolinas.

Doughnuts in the box

Yeah, the kids beat me to the photo op. Sorry about that y’all. Just pretend like there are two more doughnuts in the box, okay? And that the one in the top-left corner is intact…not sporting the scar of a finger digging in and raking off the top (and then running off and hiding, cackling gleefully).

Cheerwine kreme-filled doughnut on a plate

Who puts a doughnut on a plate? *I* do. Well, when I want to take a picture of it. You don’t need a picture of my hands wrapped around a doughnut, do you? And besides, the plate is necessary for this:

Inside the cheerwine kreme-filled doughnut

Now I know how to make super-pink frosting…just add some Cheerwine to it!

So, you wanna know how it tastes, right?

The first bite was blah. Kinda normal. A bit of doughnut, a smidge of frosting. Nothing out of the ordinary.

The second bite had a bit of the kreme in it. I got a faint hint of cherry behind the chocolate.

The third bite had the bulk of the kreme. Angels descended from heaven. A voice from Above said “This is my gift to you.” Chocolate, cherry, and pastry all combined in harmony. All the world held hands and sang. It was beautiful, truly beautiful.

The glory of that third bite was quickly followed by my body screaming “SUGAR! SUGAR ALERT ZOMG HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND WOMAN??!!??”

The final bite was a repeat of the first – doughnut, chocolate icing. It was the perfect follow-up to the sugar overload.

Overall:

This is the first Krispy Kreme doughnut I’ve had where one was truly enough. A gracious plenty.

I fired WalMart today

  • Posted on April 27, 2010 at 2:49 pm

The mission was a simple one: flash drive & daughter’s prescription. The store has recently been remodeled, so I expected to have to search.

While I was there, the daughter texted & asked me to get her a flash drive as well. No problem, right?

I wandered the aisles, up and down. Looking at the new items, and wondering where the computer accessories are. (Answer: strewn everywhere thanks to retail psychology – the more stuff you look at the more you’ll buy). Finally I walked up to the counter and said “Excuse me.”

She continued working.

“Hi?”

“OH! I’m so sorry! How can I help you?”

“Where are the flash drives?”

“They’re over by the printer ink.”

“Okay, thank you.”

So I walked over to the area where the printer ink was and walked up and down. You would THINK that an employee of a secure department would follow behind with the key, wouldn’t you?

You would be wrong.

Instead, I stood there, leaning against a display….waiting. Watching. I’m not sure how long I stood there…five minutes maybe? when another associate walked by and asked if I needed help.

Angels descended from above

I told him what I needed, and he went RIGHT to the employee that had been ignoring me and asked for the key. I thanked him for his help and made my way to the pharmacy to pick up the prescription and pay for my drives.

The pharmacy employee cheerfully rang up the prescription, handed it to me, and told me to have a nice day.

WHILE I was trying to hand her the flash drives to ring up.

I bit my lip, nodded my head, and made my way to the cash registers out front.

The speedy checkout line had no customers, but it *did* have two associates talking to a customer. I slid the drives to the cashier and waited while the chatterbox made her way AWAY from the card slider. The cashier asked me how I was doing (Don’t ask. Thank you for asking, though.) and completed the transaction. I made my way to the doorway

walked through

and set off the alarm.

Then I went home and fired off an email to their customer service department where I closed the letter with:

You’re fired. Seriously. I can get everything that’s available in your store from other retail outlets.

And now I’m telling y’all!

Another Friday

  • Posted on September 12, 2008 at 11:08 am

I’m at home with my SPD kid today. He’s getting big-kid molars and that has wreaked havoc on his digestive system. Which of course, means that he’s completely forsaken pants and needs a shower every 20-30 minutes or so.

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My Notes From The Universe for today says:

Emily… you’re not using all of your angels. What’s up with that?
Use all of your angels. Run faster, jump higher, get more.
Call, ask, give thanks.

Dear Universe, the children and I need a place to live that’s close enough for me to keep an eye on my folks (since we know my brother isn’t going to, lawdblesshisheart). This house needs to be in the same school districts we’re already in, it needs to have a big enough yard for the kids to play in, and be far enough away from my neighbors so they don’t flip my paranoia.

Dear Universe, the children and I could most definitely appreciate the company of The Right Man in our lives. This “all mommy all the time” stuff is gettin’ old. I wouldn’t think you’d need a shopping list of criteria (I mean…you ARE teh Universe after all, right? you *know* what we need) so I’ll leave that part up to you.

Thank you oodles and skoodles!

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I think I’ve finally hit my stride in school. Classes are going well, I’ve changed my work schedule to better allow me to do homework. (Oh, and Universe? if Teh Right Man is doing well enough for me to quit my job and concentrate JUST on kids and school that would be fanfreakin’tastic.) Digging myself out from under the massive pile of clean laundry waiting to be folded might just take a while though.

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Okay, time to get back to work. Y’all have a good day and love each other.