I gotta stop hanging out with her. She sounds like a chicken finger.*

Last night was a terrible defeat in the world of basketball. This season hasn't been our best and that is alright - it's more about having fun right?

Last night was just rough on me. I haven't been feeling up to par this week anyway and last night was like the clincher. I gave up a little last night and that frustrates me, cause I don't want to be one of those people who gives up...even though I've always been one. I sat out...I rarely sit out unless I'm tired or think it's time to let someone else play. Last night I sat out because I was mad.

It's depressing for me, left me in a funk. I was directionless. Amber and I went to Wal-Mart between our game and the guys game. I walked around a little down hearted, I was looking for something to sooth the sting of defeat. There was an ache in my stomach that I was certain could only be filled with junk food. I looked over the Ben and Jerry's options, the Archer's Iced Oatmeal cookies...the Wal-Mart brand iced oatmeal cookies, double stuff golden oreos... Then - while Amber was down one aisle I aimlessly looked around and then I saw it, the snack cake aisle. I hid behind a display and looked at the Little Debbie snack cakes. As I stood there, probably creeping out several people who walked past, I realized that I was stalking the Little Debbies, I was checking out the different types but keeping my distance, not letting them know I was even interested because if Debbie knew, she'd pull me in with her Oatmeal Pies, her Fancy Cakes shaped like hearts.

I turned away and grabbed a box of Ritz crackers...that will make Debbie jealous. Amber and I walked to the other side of the store and that's when I saw them. A Little Debbie snack stand with individually wrapped snacks and on the top shelf who should I see? Giant Fancy Cakes in the shape of hearts. Pulling out all the stops I see. Suddenly I thought, "Was I stalking them or were they stalking me?"

We kept walking and we came across the Valentine's aisle, curse you Valentine's! Despite the box of Ritz crackers in my hand I ended up settling for a bag of conversation hearts, even though I told myself after the last conversation heart induced stomach ache that I wouldn't buy them anymore. But they called to me with their sweet, "Be Mine", "All Mine", "Marry Me", "E-mail me" ...how can a girl turn her back on such words of adoration? How can a girl resist a candy that is all about her, can't seem to get enough of her? I couldn't.

I know how it will go. Things will be sweet for two or three days with the hearts whispering, "I heart you", "Awe-some" and then the bag will be almost empty, the stomach ache back, and I'll tell myself not to ever, ever, buy them again...but they know I'll be back, I always come back.