This morning after work I had to stop off at my doctor's office to pick up the form she completed after conducting my Physical Exam for the Nursing Program. I had the PE last week, but she needed some lead time to fill it out properly. I'm never in the mood to run errands after work, but the thought of having the form in my possession and being that much closer to ticking another item off of my pre-school checklist got the best of me. And maybe I was in a pretty good mood to start with this morning... I found out my request for two vacation days (for the trip to Oregon) was approved. That in and of itself is a very good thing, since I already have a plane ticket!
So off to the doctor's office I went, and lucky for me it was uneventful. I didn't have to wait long in the waiting area, and once I had the form in my possession, I carefully looked it over and it seems to be filled out properly. Oh happy day (the Nursing instructors were very particular about this at the orientation for the program- they must have devoted a full hour to the topic!).
I hopped in my car and was cruising along uneventfully when suddenly it occurred to me that I would be driving right past King's Hawaiian Bakery & Restaurant. I contemplated stopping, but wasn't sure... Then the light turned red at the street you turn in on, and my decision was made (and this was my serendipitous moment- for my heart if not for my waistline!). I pulled into the parking lot, scampered into the bakery, and got lost in the heaven in front of me for several minutes. Finally, I made my selection, paid at the register, scampered back out to my car, and headed for home.
I couldn't resist pulling out my treats along the way, and I must say I chose well! The grand prize: A walnut roll. Think flaky crust, gooey honey, and a generous pile of chopped nuts bedded into the layers. Mmmmmm! The perfect sticky, sweet concoction. I also had an impossibly moist muffin... Yum! The best part, perhaps, was the goofy smile I couldn't erase from my face, the smile that tugged at the corners of my mouth and wouldn't go away. I'm not sure if the smile had more to do with the joy of an unexpected treat or the mischievous feeling that swept over me, knowing that my husband would not approve. I suspect it was a combination of the two... Shame on me!
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