gotta eat the bon bons (diggin' day)

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This post was originally published on August 20, 2009

I often get the same question over and over again from my IRL friends/family . . .
"What do you do ALL DAY LONG?"
Well,
NOT MUCH
IF
ANYTHING AT ALL
You see, my house is always spotless.
Dishes are never in the dishwasher.....hiding.
Clothes never get left in the washing machine.
Bathroom toilets never need scrubbing because I have trained the lil man so well.
He can aim now!
The kids N---EVER ask for anything because they can do it themselves.
Sure, I even let them slice and dice apples with SHARP knives.
They are just that GOOD!

I have so much time on my hands that I often find myself saying "I'm BORED."
"I'M BORED" . . .
over and over again
Some days I paint my toenails.
Some days I do my fingernails.
When I run out of polish choices, I am forced to move on to something else.
The masseuse comes on wednesdays and my personal trainer comes on fridays so that gives me something to do on those days.
Oh, one time I played Wii bowling all day.
I perfected my bowling score.
But
Then got that "Wii Elbow" so I haven't played anymore.
There's only 4 soap operas that I keep up with and they only take up HALF of my day.
The other half, I walk around saying
"I'm Bored."
"I'm Bored."
Some days I just sit on this computer all day long.
Of course, I make sure that I go to the bathroom beforehand and I ALWAYS have snacks around in case I get hungry.
I would hate to have to get up, ya know?
&
Some days (OK, most days) I don't even feel like cooking.
Sooooo I DON'T COOK!

Oh, I also eat BON BONS.
lots and lots of bon bons

I don't want to make hunky hubby feel bad since he has to work all day while I sit here and do nothing so as soon as I see his car coming down the road I JUMP UP and rush into the kitchen to do something.

What about the kids? (they ask)
They are around here somewhere, I think??
Like I said, they are perfect lil angels ALL THE TIME.
They don't need me.

:sigh:
Don't be jealous.

told ya so

Yeahhh....
I told ya in my last post that yesterday was a bad day for talking to anyone.
I did.

If this cold doesn't leave soon . . . .
Well
I don't know how much longer I can contain myself.

Rewind to yesterday:
I opened the door and what do I see?
5 dogs staring at me.
(of course)

None of them are mine.

NOT ONE.

I head to my garbage can to toss some trash in it.
I hear growling.
I see another dog heading to my yard carrying a stick.
What happens?

Well, a fight happens.
RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.
I scream and yell and pretty much act like a fool.
(I have excuses. I am sick.)

Fight is over.
Well, at least that one.
Here comes the neighbor's dog BIG AND BAD.
He jumps on the OTHER neighbor's dog.
AND
When these two fight....
it's baaaaaaaad

They've been known to fight for 35 minutes without stopping or letting go of the other one's neck.
Yeah, it gets ugly.
They always do it in MY YARD.
MY YARD near MY KIDS or ME....
I was over it.

I yelled at the dogs.
I yelled at the world.
I saw my neighbor peeking out of her window.
OH, I SAW YOU.

I looked straight at the window and said :
"I am going to shoot ALL of these DOGS."
"I AM."

She shut her blinds but I could tell the window was still cracked.
What did I do?

I went inside.
I grabbed my cell phone.
I walked back outside.
and then . . .
I pretended to call someone.
I don't know who I called but whoever it was . . .
Well, they are gonna bring me a gun.
UH HUH

Of course, I don't think I would actually shoot them but if I could get some sort of stun gun.... Oh, I would definitely STUN them.



Guess they won't be inviting the crazy lady to anymore neighborhood BBQ'S, huh?

edited to add:
Before you go calling PETA (rolling my eyes) on me....
I love animals.
I have one.
Guess what?
She's inside.
She's taken care of....
(a little too much sometimes)

Actually, go ahead and call them
Send them here.
I will just let my kids loose on them.
THEY BITE TOO.

It's just best for everyone....trust me

It's one of those days folks.
Momma's sick.
This cold with a side of toothache is just too much for me to handle.
It's also one of those days where it's best for me to keep my mouth shut.

There's no telling what may spill out....

mmmbop it outta here . . .

While snooping err umm browsing around the other day, I came across this post from Suburban Turmoil.

Go ahead....Click the link. It's not gonna bite ya.

A PR rep actually contacted her to review one of those (G---AAAA-G) Kidz Bop cds.
I got a little chuckle out of her reply back.



I've expressed my thoughts on the cds here.

can't.stand.hearing.the.commercials.

&
I am quite thankful that the mmmbop stage is past us now.
(that one was the most annoying of all)

Kids singing=cute

Kids singing songs sang by adults about other adults=creepy

And while I'm at it:
*DISS MODE*

Pre-teens or teens singing ala Barney Tunes or Fresh Beat band garbage tracks= flippin annoying


Corny
&
Cheesy too!

Seriously?
Teenagers that HAPPY?
come on

And another thing . . .
I don't get the whole "Beyonce" craze.
I don't.

Single Ladies (Put a Ring on it)??
I can't stand that song.
What is the deal?

The video?
Why is it so great?
It does nothing for me.




Ok, I'm done.

FOR NOW

Botox -vs- Poligrip

Ok, first things first - - -

Kacee said...
are you really 21?? don't know why that stuck out to me, i guess i expected you to be older or something... anyways, nevermind! haha!
we call it a dresser here in the south! :) but i like chester drawers! that's good stuff!

February 1, 2010 10:09 PM

Kacee, Kacee, Kacee...
Of course, I am 21 (plus 9 and add one more).
I just married a SUGA DADDY!
:giggle:

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When you get older (COUGH GRANNY GOODTIMES OLD), will you be coloring your hair?

Ya know, when your hair starts turning gray?

Or will you just go with the flow? (Gray and all)

I still haven't decided.

I mean, I still have a while to go (being COUGH 21 and all).
I just want to be prepared.
Ya know?

Botox and Hair Dye
or
Poligrip and Support Hose?

We really need to start planning.

It's gonna happen.

If I do decide to dye my hair when I'm "more seasoned".
I think I will go with Jet Black.
I mean, that is natural looking.....RIGHT?
@@

It is.


REALLY.


Already got the GRAY? What do you do?
-inquiring minds wanna know-

hmmm
I'm also trying to decide on MOM jeans.
Should I?

feelin cheeky

updated: Ok, I should have made myself a little clearer.
The undies are not too small but rather....
Well...
They look as if they have been devoured by some undies eating animal.
RIPPED
TORN
Hanging by a string
ye .a.a.a.a.h.
HOLE ----YYYYYY

kind.of.like.
those socks with the heel missing?
Yeah that kind of HOLEY!

I'm sensing a theme this week...
(Drawers today---Drawers yesterday)



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Chester's Drawers

recent phone conversation w/ hunky hubby:

hubby: "Why don't you look around for a chest of drawers today?"

me: "Chester's Drawers?" "HUHHHH?"
hubby: "No, CHEST OF DRAWERS"

me: "WHAT?"
hubby: (SIGH)

me: "Ya mean....A DRESSER?"
hubby: "No, CHEST OF DRAWERS!"

me: "DRESSER"
hubby: "What's a dresser?"

me: "You know what a dresser is...that thing you put clothes in." "UMM HELLOOOO!"
hubby: "Yeah, Chest of Drawers."

me: "That's what old people would call it."
hubby: "Just google it....see what comes up when you type in CHEST OF DRAWERS."

Google has all the answers, ya know

me: "WELL WELL....YOU go type in DRESSER and see what pops up."
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Dear internet,
What do you call this??





Ya know... this thing that holds "Chester's Drawers".
Remember, HIP and COOL people call it a dresser.
just sayin'
:COUGH:
pick dresser
:COUGH:

Updated:
Ok, so let's pretend that it did not have a mirror. Would you call it a chest of drawers then?
For those of you that say yes.
You must be like....
OLD
OLD as in over the age of 21 (my age)

Ya wanna call it a dresser now?
No one wants to be called OLD, right?
hmmm