They throw the rolls at your head

So, as you've read a ratber challenging day.  I was already fighting depression and Ron was pretty negative.  At one point, another client literally LEAPT out of the vehicle, saying "I'm OUTTA HERE!"  It's funny now, but pretty sad at the time. 

We got up early, I did my first blog on the way to the wholesale warehouse.  I got there and got all the chips and crackers we needed.  Compared to our wholesaler, I saved us over $30, and like I told the employeee "You never make me get up at 2 AM and you don't have a minimum order." 

Probably got too much stuff, but they let us ride anyway.  I gave a New Testament to another passenger, blind.  Ooops.  She didn't give it back, so will probably re-distribute.  I am eager to get the braille tracts I ordered. 

Finally got to work; it was BUSY!  Yeah, holidays!  I will need yet MORE candy and cookies.  The coffee machine is acting up, and needs servicing.  I stuffed everything I could and then Chuck met us. 

We decided to go to the Potatoe Patch.  They throw rolls at you.  Literally, a man walks around with muffins, or rolls, and if you indicate you want one he throws it.  It was fun. 

I was bad, I ate a bread roll, all hot and yeasty and dripping with butter.  I started itching "Right Quick" - took 1 Benadryl.  Then I ate a chocolate chip muffin, all hot and dripping with butter.  Yum.  I ate the shrimp and steak, we all did. 

We had a great lunch and then ran by Favorite Dollar.  I got some stuff I needed.  It is pretty hard to lug home a gallon of bleach, on the bus!  So I got my cleaning stuff and Driver Candy supplies.  We ran Ron's errand. 

Then we came home.  I was beat, plus overrun in carb grams... I took a nap.  Just woke up.  Ron seems to be in a much better mood. 

I think we ALL needed a nice Day Out.