Here's what I know about irony.

This morning I got up (after waking Matt up three times to turn off his alarm clock. ;) Good thing he set it for 6:20 so he wouldn't be getting up and running late an hour later, right? ;p)(In his defense he was going from 7 until midnight yesterday, and had to run all over the place to get everything done. This poor guy is going to really need Christmas break when it finally gets here.) and I put some hot chocolate in our 'Cocoa motion'. Best wedding gift ever! (I wonder if I could do apple cider in it? I mean, why not?)

I got ready, and felt all accomplished because my hair is actually down and straight for work today instead of in a frizzy ponytail like most days. I was ready early, so I thought, "Hey. I should go start my car like a responsible human being and let it warm up!" 

Last night my windshield wipers were struggling and it was because they were covered in ice so they just smeared more water around on my windows. (That and they're kind of two years old and cheap so...) 

I picked up the passenger side one, and tried to scrape some ice off of the blade... I promise I wasn't even being rough with it or anything, but it snapped off. So I was trying to reattach it to get through today, and another piece of it snapped off. Lesson learned. I shouldn't touch windshield wipers. Especially not if they're frozen pieces of plastic.

I maybe thought about saying a choice word, but I went inside and packed some snacks and went to my room to say my morning prayers. 

Guys, don't pray for patience ok? Because then you go outside and Heavenly Father says, "You want to learn patience? I thought you'd never ask, let's practice!" and then you proceed to spill your hot chocolate (that has milk in it) all over the passenger side of your car, and then need to use your windshield wipers but you only have one and the other side is metal so you listen to the nails on chalkboard sound a few times before giving up. Then you get stuck behind slow cars. (And the whole time you're in your car feeling pretty peeved, songs like "Good life" and "If you're going through Hell keep on going" are playing.) And then you can't reach the switches to turn on the equipment at work. And then you do a face palm and laugh because, good grief. You just failed your lesson in patience. ;)