If you saw me in the back of a police car what would you think that I got arrested for??
I work at a bank and some creeper at the drive through just asked me if my phone number came with his cash back. Uh, NO sorry.
What are women thinking when they wake up in the morning and decide to wear floral printed culottes??
What are men thinking when they wake up and decide to wear short shorts with socks and sandals?
What was my dog thinking when he decided to pee right beside my bed this morning so that when I get out of bed I step directly into it? I think that he had a plot set out against me because I made him stay in the kennel all day yesterday. Sneaky bastard.
I wonder how many emails Microsoft Outlook can hold. I get way too many emails a day and I fear that it will fill up before I take the initiative to delete some of them.
Happy Tuesday
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Antoher fun summer weekend!
This weekend was a total blast. I am now very tired from all of the excitement but its totally worth it!
Friday: Being the great friend I am I sacrificed my Friday night to help Miss B get out of a date that she didn't want to go on. I wasn't too upset about it though because I had no plans and we went and saw Transformers 2 and it was awesome! There was a lot of action which was pretty cool even though it was between the robots and all you saw was metal flying and the story line was actually pretty decent too. Of course Megan Fox is hot and Shia LeBeouf isn't bad himself but the real looker to me was Josh Duhamel! Heart him!
Saturday: I had to work, which sucked, but it was Miss B's birthday so the celebration was on in full force starting with dinner. We went to this fancy schmansy restaurant called The Peppermill. Miss B had won a five course dinner with wine for four people to this place and it was amazing! Every course had a different wine to compliment it and all of them were petty good. I am not a big wine drinker but apparently these people know what they are doing. After racking up a $380 bill (luckily what ever Miss B won was all inclusive so we didn't have to pay anything but the tip) we went to my apartment to change then it was off to meet some more friends for another crazy night at the Blind Horse! We drank a little danced a lot and just had a good time in general until 2:30 when they closed.
Sunday: After getting all of about 3 hours of sleep I got up and went to church and then to lunch with the family and then spent the rest of the day with the new puppy and the hubby.
All in all it was a great weekend cant wait until the next one!
Happy Monday
Friday: Being the great friend I am I sacrificed my Friday night to help Miss B get out of a date that she didn't want to go on. I wasn't too upset about it though because I had no plans and we went and saw Transformers 2 and it was awesome! There was a lot of action which was pretty cool even though it was between the robots and all you saw was metal flying and the story line was actually pretty decent too. Of course Megan Fox is hot and Shia LeBeouf isn't bad himself but the real looker to me was Josh Duhamel! Heart him!
Saturday: I had to work, which sucked, but it was Miss B's birthday so the celebration was on in full force starting with dinner. We went to this fancy schmansy restaurant called The Peppermill. Miss B had won a five course dinner with wine for four people to this place and it was amazing! Every course had a different wine to compliment it and all of them were petty good. I am not a big wine drinker but apparently these people know what they are doing. After racking up a $380 bill (luckily what ever Miss B won was all inclusive so we didn't have to pay anything but the tip) we went to my apartment to change then it was off to meet some more friends for another crazy night at the Blind Horse! We drank a little danced a lot and just had a good time in general until 2:30 when they closed.
Sunday: After getting all of about 3 hours of sleep I got up and went to church and then to lunch with the family and then spent the rest of the day with the new puppy and the hubby.
All in all it was a great weekend cant wait until the next one!
Happy Monday
Friday, June 26, 2009
Friday Funnies
This comes from an email I recieved at work so who knows who the original author was, but it's still hilarious! Enjoy and Happy Friday!
My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether we’re in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window. People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a just-turned-3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn up the volume. It's always fully cranked.
There've been several embarrassing times that I've wished the meaning of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice, but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco.
Halfway, through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took Cade with me into the restroom. If you’d been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall:
"Mommy, are you gonna go potty? Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy? Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?"
At this point, I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full ... 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.
Cade continued, "Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you? Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy! Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty? Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh ... Mommy! I'm trying to see in dere. Oh! I see dem. Dat i s a very good girl, Mommy. You are gonna get some candy!"
I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls on either side of me. Where is a screaming newborn when you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing. I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting.
Trying to divert him, I said, "Why don't you look in Mommy's purse and see if you can find some candy. We'll both have some!"
"No, I'm trying to see doze more stinkies. Oh! Mommy!" He started to gag at this point.
"Uh oh, Mommy. I fink I'm gonna frow up. Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!! Dat is so gross!”
As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles outside my stall. I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of changing the subject. I began to reason with myself: OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes, I can bereasonably assured that those who over heard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone.
"Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!" He grunted as he tried to pull me off.
Now I could hear full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door. "Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy? You wooking under da door? What were you wooking at, Mommy? You wooking at the wady's feet?"
More laughter.
I stood inside the locked door and tried to assess the situation. "Mommy, it's time to wash our hands, now. We have to go out now, Mommy." He started pounding on the door. "Mommy, don't you want to wash yourhands? I want to go out!!"
I saw that my "wait 'em out" plan was unraveling. I sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my stall, twenty to thirtyladies crowded around the stall, all smiling and starting to applaud. My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I thought, "Where's the fine print on the 'motherhood contract' where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy?"
But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought, I'd sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little fellow
My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether we’re in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window. People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a just-turned-3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn up the volume. It's always fully cranked.
There've been several embarrassing times that I've wished the meaning of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice, but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco.
Halfway, through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took Cade with me into the restroom. If you’d been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall:
"Mommy, are you gonna go potty? Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy? Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?"
At this point, I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full ... 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.
Cade continued, "Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you? Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy! Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty? Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh ... Mommy! I'm trying to see in dere. Oh! I see dem. Dat i s a very good girl, Mommy. You are gonna get some candy!"
I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls on either side of me. Where is a screaming newborn when you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing. I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting.
Trying to divert him, I said, "Why don't you look in Mommy's purse and see if you can find some candy. We'll both have some!"
"No, I'm trying to see doze more stinkies. Oh! Mommy!" He started to gag at this point.
"Uh oh, Mommy. I fink I'm gonna frow up. Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!! Dat is so gross!”
As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles outside my stall. I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of changing the subject. I began to reason with myself: OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes, I can bereasonably assured that those who over heard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone.
"Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!" He grunted as he tried to pull me off.
Now I could hear full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door. "Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy? You wooking under da door? What were you wooking at, Mommy? You wooking at the wady's feet?"
More laughter.
I stood inside the locked door and tried to assess the situation. "Mommy, it's time to wash our hands, now. We have to go out now, Mommy." He started pounding on the door. "Mommy, don't you want to wash yourhands? I want to go out!!"
I saw that my "wait 'em out" plan was unraveling. I sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my stall, twenty to thirtyladies crowded around the stall, all smiling and starting to applaud. My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I thought, "Where's the fine print on the 'motherhood contract' where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy?"
But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought, I'd sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little fellow
Thursday, June 25, 2009
UGH!
Ya know what I hate?!?! When people are reading a book, blog, comment on Facebook, etc. and just burst into spontaneous laughter and you ask them "What is so funny?" and they say "Oh its nothing". Ten minutes later they send you a link to what they were reading so you expect something just hilarious. After you spend seven minutes reading a stupid post on a website you realize that you just wasted your precious time and didn't even laugh out loud or otherwise.
I also hate the dinging noise your car makes if you leave the door open.
Happy freaking Thursdayday.
I also hate the dinging noise your car makes if you leave the door open.
Happy freaking Thursdayday.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The newest addition
DrakeSo this is what the hubby brought home last night! I guess to ease the pain of losing Hunter just a few days ago. Technically he isnt supposed to live with me in the apartment but he did last night and had to stay there all alone today while we were at work! Yeah I know it was totally not a good idea to leave a 9 week old puppy by himself and basically free to roam and pee and poo and chew and lick as he pleased but as it turned out he did ok. I went home on my lunch break and the place was clean and nothing was messed up or on! That is until I left and the hubby came to check on him about 5 minutes later. He pooed in the floor but at least it wasnt worse. Sadly he will probably be leaving to live at my in-laws until I can gather the $300 to keep him with me. So donations are welcome!
Happy Wednesday!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
What a Weekend
This weekend was pretty boring and sad. Friday all I did was watch my dad's softball team play and lose.
Saturday wasnt much better although I didnt have to work. I did go to a friend's house and watch Friday the 13th but while watching it the hubby called to let me know that our doggie son had died. Hunter had been staying in a pretty big kennel outsid at my in-laws house and all we can think is that the heat we have been having was just too much for him. I loved that pup a lot but my husband was very attached and very upset. Hunter had a proper burial right beside the dirt bike jump that my husband made when he was younger and was put to rest with some of his favorite toys, a whistle and a duck bumper. He will be missed. Hopefully the movie is right and All Dogs Go to Heaven.
Sunday I went to church and went to lunch with my Dad for Father's Day and then I went home and that was that.
Hope your weekend was more entertaining...
Saturday wasnt much better although I didnt have to work. I did go to a friend's house and watch Friday the 13th but while watching it the hubby called to let me know that our doggie son had died. Hunter had been staying in a pretty big kennel outsid at my in-laws house and all we can think is that the heat we have been having was just too much for him. I loved that pup a lot but my husband was very attached and very upset. Hunter had a proper burial right beside the dirt bike jump that my husband made when he was younger and was put to rest with some of his favorite toys, a whistle and a duck bumper. He will be missed. Hopefully the movie is right and All Dogs Go to Heaven.
Sunday I went to church and went to lunch with my Dad for Father's Day and then I went home and that was that.
Hope your weekend was more entertaining...
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Highlights of my day so far...
Since its the middle of the week no one seems to want to do any banking (except for the few old people that come every day) and this makes for a very boring day! But it just got livened up!
~So I am sitting at my desk and reading updates to other people's blogs and my phone is ringing... This seems normal because bill collectors seem to call around this time of day to catch me at lunch or something I guess. When I looked to see who it was I was surprised because it was a friend of mine (we will call her MissB) that works for the same bank! I knew she was at work, we were just emailing a few minutes ago. So I got freaked out and thought of only the worst, (you see this chick gets into a lot of wrecks it seems and they almost always happen on her lunch break) that maybe she was in a crash and was hurt or needed a ride or something horrible. I couldn't answer the phone right away and she left a message! This freaked me out more so I texted her and emailed her to see if she was OK and I got no response! So I ran to the back break room to check my messages and I had the best laugh ever! It was MissB rapping with Eminem to 'Mocking Bird". Wow I now get the the whole butt dialing commercial!
~One of the previously mentioned old people that comes in every day came in today and had an awesome story to share. The sweet little lady used to live in Florida, until about 6 months ago, and the weather there is very different from weather here and they just don't have tornadoes. Well we do and last night the weather was really bad here. So she comes in and starts to talk to me about what happened...Her husband had said that if you heard a noise that sounded like a train coming toward you that it was probably a tornado and the safest place for them was in the creek bed behind their house. Last night they heard the 'train noise' and headed down to the creek and ducked down. A few minutes later the lady looked up, smacked her husband and said "You idiot there really is a train, it's not a tornado!" Gotta love the old people!
Happy Wednesday...
~So I am sitting at my desk and reading updates to other people's blogs and my phone is ringing... This seems normal because bill collectors seem to call around this time of day to catch me at lunch or something I guess. When I looked to see who it was I was surprised because it was a friend of mine (we will call her MissB) that works for the same bank! I knew she was at work, we were just emailing a few minutes ago. So I got freaked out and thought of only the worst, (you see this chick gets into a lot of wrecks it seems and they almost always happen on her lunch break) that maybe she was in a crash and was hurt or needed a ride or something horrible. I couldn't answer the phone right away and she left a message! This freaked me out more so I texted her and emailed her to see if she was OK and I got no response! So I ran to the back break room to check my messages and I had the best laugh ever! It was MissB rapping with Eminem to 'Mocking Bird". Wow I now get the the whole butt dialing commercial!
~One of the previously mentioned old people that comes in every day came in today and had an awesome story to share. The sweet little lady used to live in Florida, until about 6 months ago, and the weather there is very different from weather here and they just don't have tornadoes. Well we do and last night the weather was really bad here. So she comes in and starts to talk to me about what happened...Her husband had said that if you heard a noise that sounded like a train coming toward you that it was probably a tornado and the safest place for them was in the creek bed behind their house. Last night they heard the 'train noise' and headed down to the creek and ducked down. A few minutes later the lady looked up, smacked her husband and said "You idiot there really is a train, it's not a tornado!" Gotta love the old people!
Happy Wednesday...
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