Time for some Wellness Wednesday.

So today is Wednesday (wed....nes....day) and that means THERAPY!!!  Say it with me now:  woo hoo!!!  My therapist is back from her vacay so I got to fill her in on this crazy endeavor.  She said it wasn't crazy!  That means it's officially not crazy if the crazy doc says it isn't.  We didn't delve into much seriousness today, and that's ok, I know it's coming though.  After therapy I was STARVING so while at the post office I decided to get a bag of chips from the vending machine.  As my therapist's husband would say:  "not my best thinking" but I was so hungry and it was chips or poptarts and I hate poptarts.  So, I put my $1.50 in the machine and push A2 and await my cool ranch doritos, but I am thwarted!!!  The machine holds my chips hostage!  See:

So I think right now Karma is saying "Sonja, don't eat those chips", but I'm like "uh Karma, the machine stole my $1.50 and that's just no bueno".  So I put in another $1.50 to get a second bag of chips to force the first bag down and what happens?  Both bags get stuck!!!  See:

So Karma is like "no really Sonja, don't eat those damn chips" and I'm like "Karma, it's f*&king war now!" but alas, no matter how much banging on the glass or pleading with the machine, my chips remain prisoner.  So, you think I'm gonna give up now?  Not when there's an awesome young airman hanging around the place and sees my predicament.  He beat that vending machine right up, told it what's what, and my chips fell down!  Now, you're probably wonder:  did she eat BOTH bags of chips?  Of course not!  I gave one to the gentleman that went in and rescued my poor defenseless chips from the grip of evil.  And I ate the other one.  And it was 500 calories.  And then I felt like shit.  Worth it?  Of course not.  Delicious?  Absolutely.  Lesson for the day?  If the vending machine doesn't want you to eat the chips, then don't eat the damn chips!!!!!

Peace out y'all!
XXOO,
The Fat EOD Wife