I am still sick with this weird cold-stomach flu combo. Thankfully, neither one of them are necessarily bad by themselves, but together I think my body is confused. One minute I'm starving because my throat has finally stopped hurting long enough to swallow, but then I'm repulsed by whatever I make because nausea has set in.
I'm sure it's Ebola.
I'm sure it's Ebola.
Anyway. It's Tuesday (and almost February), which means it's Tuesday Ten time!
1. I judge women who find Chris Brown attractive and pin his photos on Pinterest. It kinda makes me wonder what kind of choices they make in real life when it comes to boyfriends.
2. Chocolate margaritas? Yeah. I think you just ticked off the entire state of Texas.
3. Could we please stop selling plus-sized pajama pants in food and cattle print?
4. How does one explain to a trio of preschoolers that they don't get a dog until I get a money tree?
5. I had secretly hoped Siri would do some of the cool things that I keep seeing on Pinterest, but when we said "Oh my God, they killed Kenny," she went off on some diatribe about silicone. I am, however, impressed that she can say my name. Because, 90% of the people I know in real life still call me "Genie." If only I could wink and make them disappear...
6. Girl Scout cookies. Satan's tool of destruction.
7. I hate it when you want to ask your neighbor one question and it suddenly turns into an awkward conversation about bars and darts and betting and you're all like, "okay, well...I gotta go inside now!"
8. New Rule: No pinning porn. Nobody wants to see it. You've got two hands, a tube o' lube and a flat screen in your bedroom. Use it wisely.
9. Irony. Yelling across the house, "stop yelling!"
10. I find it a little sad that I have to pay taxes on a $175 "investment" that came in the form of savings bonds. Yep. Livin' the dream, IRS. Livin' the dream.
8 comments:
OMG. Mountain climbers and burpees should be relegated to a special corner of hell. Forever. By people who will be force-fed Girl Scout cookies.
I assume it's like "Jenny"? Or is it "Jinny"? My husband talks funny and he's not even from Texas. (I don't mean that as a dis to Texans. It's supposed to show that husband is accent confused...) I hate January. Have I told you that? Well, I do.
I had to pause mid-blog and go look up mountain climbers. Yuck! I am so out-of-the-loop. I don't know my exercise terminology- never heard of these and I had never hear the term "burpee" either until someone used it on Facebook last week.
I am on Pinterest, but I haven't seen anything about Siri.. I feel I am missing out now. I haven't had anyone pin porn either- I don't feel I am missing out there.
#4 is easy if you have your own backyard.
Step 1: Plant a tree with 1 piece of money (fake works as the kids dont know)superglued to its branch.
Step 2: Tell them when the tree grows $100 more, they can have a dog.
Step 3:
Step 4: Profit!
I constantly find myself yelling at the kids to stop yelling. And yes, I respect the irony of that
this was a good tuesday 10... made me snort laugh at most all of them!
I agree with all ten. Siri frustrates me so much I often want to throw her out the window, but then I remember it is my phone so I calm down.
Lol love all these! And thanks but no thanks for reminding me I have a sleeve of Thin Mints left in the freezer.
1. Me too.
3. Do they really sell those? Yikes. Stop it!
5. Haha
6. Yep. And destroyer of my bank account because my husband always buys $100 worth, you know, to last him all year long. (more like 3 weeks)
7. This is exactly why I dont talk to ANY of my neighbors.
8. People do that?
9. Yep. I'm guilty of it.
10. Totally agree. It's b.s.
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