Recently I realized that I was down to my last can of Mystic Chai. A frantic text was sent to my dad hoping that he would fix this soon to be disaster. We have only been able to find this glorious drink mix at Sam's Club, to which I am not a member but my father is.
So naturally when he was headed to Sam's I made my plea for another can.
He came home with his arms full and I started to help bring in the purchases. I made the comment that I don't like Sam's because there isn't a bag/box to carry your purchases. To this he responded with,
"Well, you are going to hate Sam's even more."
I knew instantly! NOOOOOO!
"I couldn't find your chai anywhere."
I am going to have to ration my last can. I am going to have to find another drink to take its place. I don't want to. I want my chai. I was in the depths of despair!
The next day, the dark clouds drifted away and the sun began to shine again when I got this text
I guess it was just the Sam's he went to that day that didn't have it! Crisis over!
And now, I am going to drink my cup of chai and sit down to learn something from the Sunday Morning Show on CBS.
P.S I discovered while looking for the website for Mystic Chai that I can order a can from Amazon, so it was a slight case of over reaction.
I feel your pain and heard the angels singing the Hallelujah chorus when the beloved drink was found! (PS LOVING seeing you back at blogging agian! Miss ya, friend!)
ReplyDeleteThanks! I am glad to be back even though it is a tad harder than I thought it would be! Still have some of my same struggles as before, but maybe those will be worked out. Now off to have some chai now that I don't have to ration it!
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