JUNIOR? mints?

Sure they're small, but when you eat an entire movie theatre-sized box of them? They seem more like Senior Mints.

Something in my psyche told me today, "Of course it's okay to buy a box of Junior Mints. Why wouldn't it be?"
And then there were other people in the candy aisle buying themselves little treats, so I did too!

Twenty minutes of driving around looking at garage sales in Edmond, Oklahoma and downing that box. All the while I knew it would make me gassy!
I'm sooooo stupid.

Number one...if you're DIETING and such, eating candy...especially an entire BOX of it...yeah, not good.
And two: I'm hypoglycemic. I'm not supposed to have sugar in any quantity, much less tons of it.

I know I'm being hard on myself, but I'm cranky. I'm doing ok, but the drama has not subsided...money still has not started growing on trees, falling from the sky or coming out of my dogs rear and I'm not crafty.
I was going to make lily a costume for halloween. Once in the craft section at the store I realized that I literally didn't know what the hell to do with the material!!

I'm scared of being close with people.
I almost went out dancing last night...one of my favorite things ever, and I was wiped out before eight. EIGHT O'CLOCK. I mean, couldn't keep my eyes open.
I want to go out tomorrow night but I am sure the same affect will apply to me then.
Wait...affect? Effect? I never know. I isn't no Ainglish Majer.

However, light at the end, despite the drama, my brother and sister in law are coming down this weekend. I'm very excited to see them...they're terribly cool and extremely fun...plus, Lily never gets to see them. Hoping this weekend will end up being a good one.

OH and I get to go look at crafts built by crafty ladies at the Oklahoma
State fairgrounds. Yep. Only going for the company and the Indian Tacos. WOOO!

Love,
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