Martha to Mayhem

What a great morning to start the day. I was channeling Martha by working on a brownie recipe I have been trying to nail down since Christmas. ( I never work on a recipe to come up with my own) Found out that I didn't have any brown sugar so I mixed molasses and sugar together to create my own.

So Martha...

Then while my brownie concoction was cooking I made a luscious salad to make up for the brownie I would be devouring later. A beautiful spring mix with olive oil, bacon (not fake bacon) blue cheese (of course the Amish kind) and a touch of salt.

Knowing how much I love my husband I plated him up the same salad and called him in from his shop for lunch.

Jakob and Kadence were playing and having a great time, they even ate all of their lunch. Krischan, I am very sure was being his genius self at school, impressing all the teachers with his knowledge. The timer rang that it was time to take the brownie concoction out and see how it turned out.

That is some ewy gooey goodness coming out of the sides there. Then the reality buzzer goes off, the world has realized that our life shouldn't be this calm. Rick throws his hands up when he finds out an order he placed was put on the wrong card and came out of the wrong account. Off I go with some checks in hand to the bank so that nothing bounces.

Sounds simple enough. Take a certain amount of cash out of the paypal account so that along with the checks the right amount gets put in the business account, bam, problem solved.

Shame on me. I get to the ATM to pull the cash out and since it is something I never do, thought you could click on one dollar amount then another to add up the total you want. Wrong. So I have to actually do two transactions, and in the middle forget the amount I was supposed to take out so I have to call Rick to verify.

HONK!!! Just to let you know a very impatient person was behind me.

I then park to go into the bank. Don't ask why I didn't just go through the drive thru. By the way, this is the second time I am in the bank because I thought there was an ATM inside at first. Since the teller did not see the deposit slip that Rick filled out I get an apology from the teller that he cannot put the money in the bank since I am not on the account.

WHAT???? what do you mean, I do it all the time? Face turning red and getting flustered that all the times I have done this before, now all of a sudden I can't. He proceeds to tell me that he can't give me the account information to write the account number down so the deposit can happen.

WHAT?? didn't he write the account number down on the slip? Ugh!! I am never doing this for Rick again!! Oh wait...Mr. Teller man...Here is the deposit slip...with the account number.

Mr. Teller man then proceeds to tell me that there isn't enough cash here, he has written this number and you only have this much.

Shit!! What was Rick thinking, I thought he told me to take out this much, which I did, now I have to take out more! A third transaction? I am not doing this, I am going to go back home. So back to my car (for the third time) I look down as I open my car door and funny, there is the rest of the cash, sitting on my car seat.

Baaack into the bank I go. I am sure the teller is getting sick of me now. But finally, 4 trips in and out of the bank, the money is finally deposited and I can go home!!

I so deserve one of those ewey gooey brownies now.

Ahhh...all is right with the world again.