Pennies @ MindSay

• Geez us! I've been a hormonal maniac the last few days.  I got into another cussin' and cleaning rage. Why is there always fucking pennies and clothes hangers on the floor??? I swear I must've collected at least 5 dollars worth of pennies on the damn floor!  I have change recepticles all over the damn house, but they aren't as accessible as the floor I suppose!  As I got ready to drop of the kiddo to school, I noticed that I had my hair in this gawd-awful 50's hairstyle!  I looked like Joan Crawford.  I guess I was channeling her this weekend.  "I'm not mad at YOU kiddo, I'm mad at the pennies!" Guess who's seen Mommy Dearest way too many times?

 

 

• I'm not as freaked out over this test as I was over the last test we took in my Bio-Psych / Neurology class. This test should be much easier -- even the professor said so.  That doesn't mean that I should slack off the way I am. Lucky for me, there may be some evidence according to my professor that a woman's cognitive abilities slightly increase when her estrogen levels are their highest. They reach their highest level during ovulation and remain raised until menstruation. So thanks to my current state of PMS, I may be bitchier, but my cognitive abilities are slightly higher right now and should still be relatively high on Thursday when I take my test.  Then again, based on some of the racist "research" I've read lately, since I'm genetically predispositioned to be intellectually inferior and more violent, my estrogen levels won't do me any good.  I may just get frustrated trying to fill out my scantron sheet and bust a cap in my professor's ass.

 

• I decided to give up refined sugars until Christmas due to the fact that I ate enough sugar over the Thanksgiving break to put Imperial out of business.  I am going to the store after I pick up the kiddo to buy some honey for my coffee. I'm actually considering sweetening my sweet potato pies with honey instead of sugar. I'll just sweeten one with honey, and the other with sugar.  It should be interesting.

it's the big things that make my days better but it's the little things that make my days amazing. there are moments where everything seems like it has finely reached an equilibrium.

i hope the scale never balances for long. i'm rather fond of the volatile flow of activity in my life. it gives me something to look forward to and to expect. in the end, everything changes and i can deal with that. i can thrive on it.

in about three months, i'll be 18 and that is a change i am greatly looking forward too.

"Every time it rains, it rains pennies from Heaven."

 

OK!!! First of all, pennies are pretty much worthless, so thanks for that, Heaven. Apparently the exchange rate is a bit different "up" there than it is "down" here (you know, in Hell). I suppose that if it rained enough, the pennies would start to add up, but who the bloody hell wants to roll up all those damn pennies? Not to mention the fact that if you happened to get caught outside in the penny storm, your chances of surviving multiple penny-impacts, hailing down on you at such a high velocity are significantly less than your odds of correctly "calling it in the air". Hey, I'm just sayin'.

The very first coin minted with the words "United States of America" was in 1727.

 

It was a penny.

 

"Mind Your Own Business" was the motto.

 

Hmmmmm.....

 

Penny for your thoughts? Whatcha think?

 

***Besides the fact that I am a nerd! I do love to read...........

I'm not going back to the Subway at Ashburn Junction Plaza.

I bought a sandwich there. Something which they do relatively well compared to some of the Subway restaurants around. My total was $4.06.

I happen to have a five-dollar bill, but all my change is in the car.   I notice that there's a big wad of pennies in that little plastic dish in front of the register. Along with a few nickels and dimes as well.

So I give the cashier my five and start to take the six pennies I need. In the meantime, she takes my five and proceeds to dish out 94 cents in change.

I mention to her "here's six."

She says "You can put those back. 94 cents. have a nice day."

I smile. I explain. "I actually was hoping to get a dollar back in change."

She then responds with "Those are if you need one or two extra cents. Besides - I already gave you the change."

I didn't want to argue any further for just six cents and an attitude. Perhaps she didn't know that I've deposited my fair share of pennies in that very dish over the past three years since this shop opened. I'm guessing it amounts to much, much more than a measly six cents.

I'm not going to that Subway anymore. Luckilly there are now two others I can choose from...