It started with a hungry belly and the thought, 'I should probably eat something about now.' So I looked around the kitchen. Cereal. Hardly any milk [and only because Danny left behind his 1/2 gallon of 2%]. Few eggs. Frozen chicken [which moma tongue lashed me for thinking of eating]. I am not about to eat eggs - again - without having any cheese or anything to go with it.
So a couple of days ago, Daddy came up to me and asked me how I was. I said 'fine'. He gave me a dollar. He said 'Now you're better.' I thought it was silly at the time, but now I was glad it had happened. I CAN USE THAT DOLLAR TO BUY A MUFFIN FROM THE GAS STATION. Cool.
I walked to STOP-N-GO, the nearest gas station and as soon as I looked in, I realized that Kwik Trip is the one that has the muffins. Okay, so I walked to Kwik Trip which isn't exactly close because hey, I was determined to eat something worth my $1.
Once I got to Kwik Trip, I went right over to the muffins. $1.19. What? I don't have 19 cents! They did have an appealing 12oz. Berry Vanilla Cappuccino for 99 cents. But I didn't want a beverage. I craved some sustenance. Hmn..
So at McDonalds, the guy at the register was someone I had known as a senior when I was a freshman. He asked what I wanted and I said, "Well, I'd like a McDouble, but I only have a dollar and a penny." [by the way, I had found the penny on the road while I had been walking] Without changing his expression he said, "Go home." A very serious second passed. "No, I'm just kidding. That'll be $1.06," I handed him my dollar and penny. "...about." I guess I looked a little unsure because he said, "I'm not evil you know." When I asked for a cup for water, he gave me a paper cup so I could get soda if I wanted. I was so happy!
I walked back home and sat down at the computer to write about it while I took the first bite of my dinner. Delicious. I definitely appreciate this more than anything else.