um yeah. I hate Murphy's Law...

so, not only do I hate murphy's law, I hate pampered chef's chopper. Grr.
We have a luncheon at work tomorrow and I wanted to try something new. So I made a peanutbutter pie that a kind pea posted on two peas. By-the-way...shouts out to you girl, the filling tasted wonderful, I can't wait to try it all together.
Alright, I digress, so the recipe calls for 3/4 cup of chopped peanuts. Well isn't that special as the church lady would say. So I decided to use my handy-dandy-pampered chef-chopper. Piss off. I loaded it, commenced to chopping and I got the peanuts almost to PERFECT consistency and it COMES LOSE! Oh CRACKERS!!!!! Chopped peanuts go flying everywhere in my kitchen. Know what the kicker was for all of that...yep, I had just enough for my 3/4 cup. SOOOO, after I clean the counters, the floor, the top of the stove, the top the microwave, under the microwave, and around the sink, I commence to chopping peanuts again, just a cussing under my breath. I think I could be likened to the tasmanian devil.
*sigh* What a long night for a long day. Those people I work with better appreciate that peanutbutter pie, or I'm gonna go off on some unsuspected soul.