Rewarding myself for persevering is my most favorite coping mechanism. I hope yours will refresh you.
A reward for persevering...I like that!
I love the salted caramel ones. I feel like I should reward myself. A woman behind me talks nonstop, knows everything about everything (even if she doesn't), and everyone else is stupid, except, for her, of course. Long story short, today she was running on about something and said, "Some people have more money than brains." I thought: "Honey, if you were working a minimum wage job, you'd STILL have more money than brains." But I did not say this out loud. I believe that calls for a reward, don't you think? So shove over and share the wealth, sistah. (PS what are you watching on Netflix?)
Hi Debby! I love this comment so much!There's plenty of room on the couch, come on over! The gin is cold, I'll share my chocolate (salted caramel is my favorite too!), and we're finishing up Mare of Easttown on HBO. :)Your comment about the money and brains made me laugh. Thank you!
Oh, no. Please feel better tomorrow.
Thank you. I sure hope for a better day tomorrow.
Having grown up near Hershey, you'd think I'd prefer that. Nope. Im a Ghirardelli boy. And of course a G&T boy!!!!! Cheers to better days!
Well, some of that, or all of that, should do the trick!!!It'll be better when it's behind you!
Chocolate fixes everything! I hope tomorrow is a much better day for you.
Sorry you had a crap day, that salted Carmel is my fix all.....well with a good scotch.
You deserve some treats after a bad day. Put it all behind you and enjoy your goodies! I'm sorry today was bad but may tomorrow be more than good enough to make up for it!
Your rewards will hopefully have turned the end of the bad day into a good night, and today is better. Also, the school year is almost over and the long summer break just round the corner, right?Here is a joke for you to share with Little P, if you like - I have read it in the children's section of my weekly paper:Mr. Daft and Mr. Nobody are neighbours who argue all the time. One day, Mr. Nobody spits Mr. Daft on the head. Mr. Daft goes to the police station and reports: "Nobody spit on my head!" The officer asks: "Are you daft?" - "Yes, how do you know?"
I hope it all helped and that today is MUCH better... and still includes chocolate.
Sounds like the perfect comforting evening!
Sometimes we all need some comfort! I hope the rest of the week is better.
To quote The Shirelles song, "Mama said there'd be days like this"...and there were. Hopefully, few and far between. Here's to better days.
Oh, honey! I'm sorry. I hope today is going better.
Hope things go better for you!
Good for you! If I were less discreet, I might ask why it was such a bad day?
Hope you have a better day tomorrow. Dark chocolate is soothing for the soul!
throw in some bourbon and it is a perfect dinner.