Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Getting a piece, falling to pieces and Reeses Pieces...

There are a few things that come to mind for me when someone says “piece, or pieces.”  
1.       Reeses Pieces. Seriously, I can connect just about anything to food. Lovely friend at school brought me Reese’s Pieces the day after falling to pieces, with a note about getting a piece. Don’t worry I ate that King Size box all by my lonesome.
a.       Here is how Reese’s Pieces connects to “falling to pieces” and getting a “piece”
2.       Falling to pieces: One day last week was terrible for me. I don’t know why, I kinda just fell apart. I pretty much never do that… ESPECIALLY not at school.  Awkward. So that was the “falling to pieces.” Well my lovely friends were there to tell me I wasn’t a failure, and that everything would be fine.  I joked with them about needing to just sit on the couch with a good looking boy, watch a movie, and forget about all the stress.
3.       Getting a piece: That brought up the other “pieces” (now watch where your mind is going…  I’m just talking about some hand holding and a little kissing, then maybe a little debate about cow breeds or something.)
a.       Believe me, the intelligent debate about cows is the most rewarding/difficult part to find. 
b. There is a man, but boy is it slow moving. No kissing or hand holding. Can you believe that? Somone being able to resist me for so long?

2 comments:

  1. It must be in the air. I fell apart on Saturday when I was really having a bad day. I didn't do the Reeces' pieces, but I would have if they had been anywhere in my presence! My wonderful hubby kept me from cheating and going completely crazy! Which leads to the last part. Back when I was younger like you (yes, your still young!) After my divorce from a complete jerk I felt so aweful about my self I ate myself silly. After 5 long years Mr. wonderful walked in and we took our time and then BAM, one day we knew it was right and then 6 months later, a walk down the aisle. Now we are approaching that 10 year mark. Now I still love him a great deal and let me tell you, losing this weight makes "getting a piece" a LOT more enjoyable! So when your ready, HOLY COW! As far as a debate about cows, there is no debate. BLACK ANGUS! keep kicking butt girlie!

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  2. Falling to pieces at school is the worst...been, there, done that. I hope you are having a better week this week! Just look how much you have accomplished this past year...turn that frown upside down :)

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