Non-Functioning Computers and Moldy Bananas

This was me today:

Only with longer hair and less makeup.

And no earrings. I forgot to put them on this morning.

The day started out badly enough when I pressed the power button on my computer only to have absolutely NOTHING happen. Seriously. NOTHING. I nearly hyperventilated. I mean what's a girl to do without her laptop???

Thanks to Brie, the situation was handled in a fairly timely manner and we got it back up and running. This was good.

And my respirations returned to normal, which was also good.

So I carried on with certain household chores I had begun in order to keep my mind off of my non-functioning lifeline. Changing sheets, vacuuming, laundry...you know, the things that usually pull me away from my happy place anyway.

And I baked. I had three rotten bananas just begging me to turn them into a glorious loaf of banana bread. They had been begging me for approximately 4 days and were almost to the point of just begging me to put them out of their misery, so I decided today was the day. It was definitely a now or never situation.

Being an organized baker, I set out the ingredients, making sure I had everything I needed.

Flour? CHECK!
Baking powder? CHECK!
Baking soda? CHECK!
Etc., etc., and so on...

I put the dry ingredients in the sifter. I creamed the sugar, oil and eggs. I sifted the dry ingredients into the creamed sugar, oil and eggs. I began to peel the bananas. The first one was great. The second was perfect. The third was....MOLDED?!?!? I've never in my entire life had a banana mold under the peel! So half of that banana had to go in the garbage and I knew I was going to have to throw in a little applesauce to make up for the missing banana.

You probably know what comes next.

NO APPLESAUCE. None in the fridge, none in the pantry.

Okay, my other ingredients are sitting there anxiously awaiting the arrival of the mashed bananas so they can be thoroughly mixed and then poured into that generously greased and cinnamon-sugar coated loaf pan.

I started to feel the respirations picking up momentum, but I quickly regained control.

I am a woman. I have used pencil erasers to replace lost earring backs and repaired a broken bra hook with a paper clip. I can certainly find something in this house to take the place of half a mashed banana!

Once again the fridge was searched and lo and behold, there it sat. That lovely jar half full of apple butter sat right there, half hidden behind the tub butter. YES!!!

Apple butter starts out as applesauce, ya know. And it contains cinnamon, just like my banana bread. So I figure, what can it hurt?

This is what I ended up with:


And ya know what? It's pretty doggone good! I think I'll add a little applebutter from now on!


So the next time you're having one of those days when it seems nothing is going your way, remember that you can handle it! You have what it takes to overcome! Look deep inside yourself and tap into your resourcefulness.

And if you don't find it there, be sure to check behind the butter tub. ;)