trinityroyal
Well-Known Member
So here I am, sitting at the office. I'm sleepy because little Baby Tyrantina was up all night with tooth pain, and I thought I'd just nip across the road to the little muffin shop for a pick-me-up.
They make the best cupcakes ever. Chocolate, with vanilla icing, and pretty little blue fondant flowers embedded in the icing. "Just the thing!", I thought.
But clearly, fate had other plans. I stepped outside my office building, and was crossing the street toward the muffin shop, when who do I see crossing the street, not 10 feet in front of me? My dreaded ex-H. He is the proverbial bitter angry guy, and he would have engaged in a confrontation just for fun.
But he was looking straight ahead, and didn't see me. Whew! Phew!
I changed course in mid-street-crossing, walked around the block in the opposite direction (pausing long enough for evil-ex to clear off) and came back to my desk.
Clearly fate is trying to stop me from breaking my diet with delicious cupcakes!
They make the best cupcakes ever. Chocolate, with vanilla icing, and pretty little blue fondant flowers embedded in the icing. "Just the thing!", I thought.
But clearly, fate had other plans. I stepped outside my office building, and was crossing the street toward the muffin shop, when who do I see crossing the street, not 10 feet in front of me? My dreaded ex-H. He is the proverbial bitter angry guy, and he would have engaged in a confrontation just for fun.
But he was looking straight ahead, and didn't see me. Whew! Phew!
I changed course in mid-street-crossing, walked around the block in the opposite direction (pausing long enough for evil-ex to clear off) and came back to my desk.
Clearly fate is trying to stop me from breaking my diet with delicious cupcakes!