Best: when a teenager who is constantly selling things for her school tried to get me to buy donuts, I said I didn't need donuts but would be happy to make a donation. I also left church yesterday to spend some time outside, which did a 180 for my mood. Usually the most enjoyable thing about Sundays is breakfast with friends and chatting, but yesterday two of my dining companions spent the entire time talking about 3-D tvs and arguing about some oafish blowhard who is a radio/tv personality. Bleargh.
Worst: after two days successful avoidance, I finally succumbed to temptation and tried some of the homemade cookies in a tin at work. They were homemade. The good news is I didn't like the one I had enough to try another.