What with the move to wordpress and all of the associated changes, there have been a few things I wanted to blog about but haven’t had the time.
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A huge, HUGE thank you to Nobody and Sheila for all their behind the scenes work on Bluepaintred; Wordpress edition. Don’t worry Shelli, I will be drafting you into service, very soon!
On Sunday last, we took the boys in for their annual photo with Santa. (For the Third year in a row, we are first in line!) The two older ones went up without parental assistance, But I took Stuperman up and lifted him onto the Big Guys lap myself. I backed out of the shot, but was still close enough to hear their conversation ( and join in).
Hohoho. Merry Christmas Little guy. How old are you
*stuperman shows three fingers* Mostly four.
Have you been a good boy this year?
*Stuperman does not answer*
What do you want from Santa little guy?
*Stuperman mumbles*
I ask him. What do you want from Santa?
*Stuperman mumbles something again*
*apparently we have given up. There is a line of about 100 kids waiting for their photos behind us*
Santa says, Well, I’ll see what I can do.
*After the photo is taken, the children are offered a treat from the jolly fat man*
Would you like popcorn or a candy cane?
*Stuperman mumbles*
I ask; Popcorn or a candy cane, honey?
*Stuperman mumbles*
Santa brings both items out from behind his back; Do you want the popcorn or the candy cane?
I ALREADY TOLD YOU! I WANT A MONSTER TRUCK! Stuperman screams.
*he takes the popcorn and we leave. *
Talking with my sister VIA instant messaging she referred to Christmas as Stressmas. I like it. We need to start a campaign to stop the usage of the word Christmas. From this point on, Christmas IS Stressmas!
I’m a moron. Let me tell you why. Last Saturday, driving into the city we passed a church. Their Christmas Decorations consisted of a cross covered in pretty LED lights. (Enter stupidity)
What a stupid Decoration, I said to Hubs. I mean there is a tree right there they could have lit up. Why would they light up the cross?
*Blank stare from Hubs*
No really, I continued, its retarded.
Uh. Christmas is Jesus’ birthday…
And if that wasn’t bad enough, on Wednesday I was sitting in BFF Kissy’s living room making gift bags. The Radio was on a Station that was playing JUST Christmas Carols. The Stoopids Returneth
Why on earth are all these songs so Jesus-ish?
BFF Kissy and her mom are Catholic. I received both a blank (From BFF) and disapproving (From BFF’s Mom) stare.
This time I caught on quicker. Oh yea. The whole born on Christmas thing, right?
A lot of you know that I do paid post here and on other sites. Mainly on other sites. On Where Was I, Hubs and I need to do G rated commercial for a company called bed in a box. They are a company that sells memory foam mattresses and the platforms they go on.
If the company likes our commercial our prize is a queen size mattress and bed - a value of almost 2000.oo.
I won’t embarrass myself by telling you how old my bed and mattress are now.. but my husband has known the mattress for a lot longer than he has known me. And we met in ‘96.
I want a new bed dammit!
…but we have no idea what to do for this video. There are no guidelines other than it must be G rated.
ANY suggestions are welcome.
pee ess: anyone who wants to help edit the video say AYE
Hi! My name is Sheila. I’m not nearly as cool or as entertaining as Blue, but I promise you’re really at the correct blog. That is, if you’re looking for Bluepaintred.com.
Blue has given me an all access pass to her blog, hence the reason that everything looks completely different.
If you weren’t looking for Bluepaintred, uhm … sit down and relax, anyhow.
She’ll be back here soon, and I promise she’s worth the wait.
- My “b” key is sticking. This is unfortunate. I am used to the “y” key sticking. I miss “b”
- Sheila wrote about an intense time in her life. She broke it into four parts, 1, 2, 3, 4. I wanna take this opportunity to tell her I will be nominating part one (and if they let me, 2, 3, and 4,) for a Perfect Post award.
- Baby Ashlyn and her momma went to a party this weekend. Happy Birthday Little J! - Not linking this one. You have to be a member to read it anyway!
- My husband is running around killing flies with an electric fly zapper thing. Its annoyingly hilarious. I hope he zaps himself.
- I’m Having my very first contest over at my newest blog, Where Was I. Go enter it! Ignore how it looks right now. I’m hoping to eventually get the template I ordered in July installed. Someday. Maybe.
- I put new pictures up at the photo blog. Again, mostly the cat.
- Every time I think of the puppy I shiver and have an internal SQUEEE. Sometimes the internal becomes an external.
- I finished the last of the pillows for the bedroom, bought material for the binding, go the backing ready, as well as half of the border. Project Polka Dot is almost done!
- My ” ” key is a fucking asshole. See. BBBBBBBb bbb bb fucker. Work dammit!
- I really want to be in the bath right now.
That’s it. That’s all. It’s either deal with Bullet points or listen to me tell you shit like this : We went shopping. We bought food. Lots of grapes. they were on sale. same with cheese strings. And the yellow poly-cotton in the exact shade I needed was on sale too. I Love sales. A lot. The two youngest brats pestered me about their bikes. I reminded them about how scared I was every time they asked and then repeated not ’til spring. It made the baby cry. I forgot to give a damn. We bought season Six of Smallville. I love Smallville. We watched two episodes tonight. They rocked. I have to pee.
See. Told you bullets are better for your health than Me on a Saturday night. Y’all just considered suicide to get out of reading that last bit didn’t you. Don’t lie.
I’m gonna go get wet n nekked now.
see ya.
I have an unfortunate habit of really really getting into movies.
If I watch a horror, I am scared of my own shadow. I jump and my heart pounds and I put a large knife under my pillow. If I watch funny movies, I get the giggles, everything is freaking hilarious. The dude playing Dawn Of Mana on the couch right now says when I am giggly its like I am high.
Here, I will show you:
Uh…Avitable? Please don’t read this. I don’t fix typos or really pay attention to keys at all when I am on chat. So uhm yea. If you do read it, don’t bitch to me!
10:25 PM
Shelli: Hey, girly
me: ack
im here
but its hard to tpe
stupid Y
Shelli: why?
me: cus im laughing so hard im shaking
and i cant catch my breath
and i think theres both pee and snot going on here
Shelli: why are you laughing
lol
wierdo
me: cus we went for a smoke and we took the cat with us
to the garage’
and introduced her to bubbles
she is liek WTF mate?
Shelli: lol
i bet she loved them
me: omg nO
nonono
freaked her the fick out. we thingk she thinks she ishigh or soemthing
the jumping and screaming an d HISSSSSSSss claw run and hid in the bike
LOOOOLLLO
am I high?
can you get high from watching a movie? I think you can
Shelli: no
i don’t think so
me: yes. yes i think you can. go ask the husband type dude you have
hes a copper he will know
wait you are in teh medical profession.
are my eyes dilatedright now>
?
Shelli: you can get high from smoking a cigarette when you haven’t had one in awhile
no your eyes aren’t dilated right now
me:how can you tell? i was blinking while ou looked
me: nope. nope its the mocvie
Shelli: Shannon, why are you smoking?!
me:cus i only lasted 91 hours of that particular hell
cus i suck ass
yup im a bad quitter. but only losers quit, right?
sigh
Shelli: there is a new drug that makes cigs taste bad
me: you are going to verbally spank me now, arent ou>
zyban makes me ill
Shelli: not zyban
char something
chartrus
me: well hats helpful
Shelli: or something like that
me: my cat is still looking for bubbles from her hidey hole
Shelli: i will figure it out tomorrow and tell you what it is
me: its making me giggle
if I was wearing panties, it would bebetter
Shelli: my cat freaks out about laser pointers
she is weird
lol
me: ROLF
Shelli: at you
me: gonna get my kitten stoned ont eh nip and shot lazers onto the bubbles
dont laugh at me, i have feelings, they are just covered int eh giggles right now
Shelli: she makes this weird noise that is a cross between meowing and hissing
me: hey
hey
you
tpe what
Shelli: what?
me: wanna be my blog post?
10:41 PM
Y’all feel free to go over and commiserate with Shelli over my horrid typos and general oddities.
