This morning I had a craving for a donut.
So I went to my local supermarket and bakery to buy my favorite: the sour cream (a.k.a. sugar rush) donut.
As I was standing in line, I noticed all the flowers for sale just outside the store. That made me think that it would be a good idea to go my local nursery today to buy my flowers, and beat the crazy Mother's Day rush this weekend.
That was a inspired idea. There were no crowds and plenty of flowers that had not been picked over yet.
When I went to pay for the flowers, I discovered my debit card was missing, and realized I probably left it at the bank ATM last night. So I drove to the bank, and sure enough, they had my card!
Driving back home with my ATM card, flowers and donut in tow, I saw that my gas gauge was low. I thought I'd better get gas, since I'm driving into Pittsburgh to meet my husband and go to a Pirates' game tonight. So I filled up my tank and finally drove home, satisfied with everything I had accomplished, all because I was craving a donut.
And who says donuts are bad for you?
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So I went to my local supermarket and bakery to buy my favorite: the sour cream (a.k.a. sugar rush) donut.
As I was standing in line, I noticed all the flowers for sale just outside the store. That made me think that it would be a good idea to go my local nursery today to buy my flowers, and beat the crazy Mother's Day rush this weekend.
That was a inspired idea. There were no crowds and plenty of flowers that had not been picked over yet.
When I went to pay for the flowers, I discovered my debit card was missing, and realized I probably left it at the bank ATM last night. So I drove to the bank, and sure enough, they had my card!
Driving back home with my ATM card, flowers and donut in tow, I saw that my gas gauge was low. I thought I'd better get gas, since I'm driving into Pittsburgh to meet my husband and go to a Pirates' game tonight. So I filled up my tank and finally drove home, satisfied with everything I had accomplished, all because I was craving a donut.
And who says donuts are bad for you?
Thanks for visiting my blog and enjoying my true story. I am a private tutor and I usually post things to help students and families who are dealing with reading challenges. If you'd like to support my little business by helping us win more technology for students, vote for us in Comcast's #I4E contest by clicking on the Vote Here button above.
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