Naked Pay Day

Well, that got your attention, didn't it?

Today, I had a VENDING MACHINE DISASTER.  I know what you're thinking: Did she get lost on the way to the fruit basket and stumble into a vending machine instead?  No, not quite.  I was in a snack crisis situation.  I usually do a good job avoiding those situations by keeping Larabars on me at all times, but I totally underestimated my appetite today.  When I pack my meals for the day, I usually pack morning snack (fruit) or breakfast, depending on the day; lunch; and 2 light snacks or 1 big snack (like a yogurt with cereal and nuts).  In the morning I always feel like I'm packing enough food for a family of four to picnic with, but somehow I inevitably pack it all in to this bottomless pit of mine.  Today I brought a yogurt/cereal/fruit breakfast, leftover Chinese takeout from V-Day Girls' Night :), and an orange.  And then at 4pm, my stomach said: "Girlfriend, I am HUNGRY."  I thought the huge container of Chinese would hold me all afternoon.  Incorrect.  I had to act fast.  I was on a conference call so I couldn't leave the building to go to the fruit stand or Starbucks or anything... my only option was... shudder... the big black box o' processed foods.  I'm exaggerating.  It's not THAT bad, but I felt like my only good, filling option was a Nature Valley granola bar.  D10.  So I pressed D, then 1, then as I realized there was no 0 button on the keypad, a large PayDay clunked to the bottom of the machine.  Oops.  Yeah, there's a 10 button.  You don't type in 1 + 0.  You press the 10.  ARGH.  (Slash um, duh, what planet am I from?  It's a vending machine, not calculus (which, ironically, I was much better at).)

Here we have my unwanted snack:

I was prepared to just buy a granola bar and give the candy bar to someone else, but, of course, I only had a $20 bill left, and I was not about to walk away with 19 Sacajawea coins jingling in my pocket.   And so, D1, the PayDay, is what I was going to have to eat.

I don't think I'd ever had a PayDay.  Or if I had, it was Halloween sized.  This thing was BIG.  Ugh, couldn't I have at least gotten something with chocolate???  I ate almost half before I had the brilliant idea to just take off all the peanuts!!!

Before:

After:

Ergo: Naked PayDay!  Sorry for the BBerry pix, but I was not prepared for photography today.  Who knew it would be such a momentous occasion!

So, now I feel pretty good about healthfully managing this sticky situation (har har), but I really wish I had had a granola bar.  The caramel stuff was soooo sweet!  Ick.  Too much.  

Anyway, let this be a lesson to all you health nuts: do not let the vending machine fool you!