After unsuccessful attempts to delegate, much complaining, a bit of whining and foot stomping, I took advantage of the ridiculously warm weather today and put some lights up outside. Ho, ho, ho? No, no, no...not really. Here is the conversation that just took place when my husband walked in over twenty minutes late from work:
Me: Really? (I like to skip the pleasantries apparently)
Him: Oh I was on time, but I had to drive around the block seven or eight times waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light.
Me: Shut up, and I am not even going to try to sugar coat that for the sake of the children.
Daughter, son and son's friend: (more laughter than might have been necessary)
Me: Then go drive around some more and pick yourself up some dinner while you're out.
Him: They look great.
Me: ...
I probably need to concern myself with things that truly need to be done, as I am running out of excuses and distractions (like bright shiny lights). First, however, I need to get these things off my mind (and cellphone).
It saddens me a bit that newspaper readership is on the decline, but does anybody think headlines like these are going to boost sales?
Let's just file this one under "Things I've seen at the places I clean". I suppose it could be filed right between "Oh, that's petrified dog crap, not a Tootsie Roll" and "What is this wrist strap type thing attached to the bed post that I sucked up into the vacuum cleaner hose, and why are they on the three other posts too?" So let's call this "One of these things is not like the others"...
Let's move on to my grandmother's basement for a proper display of crappery...
All of these things are lost on Fozzie because he can't see a darn thing! Somebody should take him for a haircut! (Really? Seriously? That is on MY list too?)
And finally, here is what was on the lunch menu at the medical center cafe...
Stacy is getting ready for a royal holiday! Her birthday is this Sunday, so radnomly stroll on over to wish her a happy one! Cheers!
That's a sweet conversation with your hubby, especially "drive around some more and pick up some dinner. lol So where is the picture of the light display?
ReplyDeleteAndrea, you crack me up! Love the conversation with your husband, especially the "Shut up" part and the kids laughing more than they should have. So so funny. thanks for the laughs!!
ReplyDeleteI actually did do some shopping in Grandma's basement on the shelves opposite the one shown here (even more treasures), so beware friends & family...
ReplyDeletewhich is precisely why I didn't post that picture...didn't want to spoil any fabulous surprises!
DeleteI love the Hummel figurine...and the Virgin Mary...and all the books, of course! Lol, I cannot believe that my eye caught that Hummel--my mother used to drive all over Germany looking for those.
ReplyDeleteI don't know that I would want to pick up a newspaper with the Clap advertised so front and center!
Poor Fozzie! He needs to be able to see the dust bunnies that escaped the vacuum!
Haha! More conversations from you and hubby please.
ReplyDeleteI've given up now. Even my dust bunnies have dust bunnies. It's a good thing that the world is apparently coming to an end on Dec 21st.
I'm laughing so hard that I'm having an asthma attack....I'm serious....*gone to ge my enhaler*
ReplyDeleteFozzie needs a helmet now so that he doesn't hurt himself when he runs into walls....
.....and you would unfollow me if you could see my basement.....
I'm sorry but I really like the response "I had to drive around the block seven or eight times waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light."
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, I would find it hilarious if said to someone else!
DeleteFirst, I'm jealous. All we get here in Chicago are gang shootings. You've got VD and coke moms. Wait. That sounded bad. You know what I mean.
ReplyDeleteSecond,Joe put the kibosh on my post on what my boys put on their toothbrushes one morning (hint: see your pic). It was a total winner, too.
I LOVE your writing. Please never stop.
incread in VD=increase in Vagisil?
DeleteYou are too kind...way too kind!
Seems like they took the "O" from the Rings O' Fried Things (and then just replaced it with an A?).
ReplyDeleteUm, I think I'm good. I mean, I wouldn't want to get greedy or anything, just having received a wonderful care package from you. I'm sure there are many others you can spread the old dusty basement love to! ;)
Well, if you're sure...however, if I find ninja hiding amongst the rubble, it is all yours!
DeleteBahahahaha! Oh geez. You're better than a cuppa coffee. I don't have a basement o'shame. All the shame lives on the main floors with me. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteOh no! How do you hide from the shame? Or maybe it is better to not wander into it unexpectedly?
DeleteThis is what they are serving at a Medical Center? Are they trying to commit eveyone who walk through the door and has lunch there?
ReplyDeleteYes, just another healthy example being set...like the smoking nurses you often see outside! (actually I think now the whole "campus" is smoke-free, but before...yikes)
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