Not Approved. "Excuse me"

The other day, I'm in Whole Foods getting some General Tso's tofu for my lunch (if you have not had it and you like tofu, this is great stuff) Anyway, I take my tofu and vegan cookies to the register. On the way to the register, I wanted to have my card ready. I wanted to use my PayPal card so I grabbed it and proceeded to the register. My stuff came to nine dollars and some change. 'Credit' I told the cashier, swiped my card...the screen says...'NOT APPROVED' in nice bold print..."Excuse me!" I said rather shocked. Embarrassed, I have about 108.00 in my pocket- not enough in singles to cover the 9.00, so I had to break the hundred I had and I put the card in my back pocket. The cashier was very nice, but I was still embarrassed.

This morning as I was getting ready for work, I was clearing out my pockets and I pulled what I thought was my PayPal card out and I looked again and began to crack up...I had attempted to pay for my tofu with my PayFlex card that I use for my flexible spending account! I guess the machine was right!

bad day gone good...

So today didn't start the way I would have hoped. It seemed as though one bad move precipitated the next. Under normal circumstances, I would have just come undone, but I held it all together and even laughed when I reached in my purse to grab my make-up bag and everything fell out. No problem. And just when I thought that would get me, I'm five minutes from work and it starts to rain and I have to walk across a long parking lot....that was a 'grrrrrrr' moment. Handled it! I realized as I finally got to work and settled in, my day precipitated by waking up late and truly insignificant things was overshadowed by how happy people were to see me and have a good laugh with them. I'll take a laugh over a thousand 'bad days but then again-who wouldn't?

Scrybbles...

So...what is "Scrybbles?"


Definition: Therapy for the Crying Writer...

The name Scrybbles was ironically inspired by the one thing that seems to be evading me at present- my inability to pen a thought due to being in the confinement of writer's block. I am finding myself of late in "Safe Notes" scrybbling rambling, mindless, funny, emotional thoughts. Writers of any genre that can't pen their thoughts or feel inspired can be likened to the inability to cry. So enters the play on words- scrybbles (crying writers.) This blog is dedicated to the sleepless nights, delirium, hysteria, burning eyes (like mine are right now) all the missed paper baskets, the deep sighing and grrrrrrrs, and my personal favorite- the back space button and most important- you! Whatever the reason, when you can't write-try some Scrybbles...

Please feel free to drop a scrybble in the comments section or you can send me your scrybbles at: scrybbles@gmail.com

Happy scrybbles or writing. Whichever comes first!