Damn I am GOOOOOOD. No really. I am super excellent. Awesome even.
I called the theater today and gave them a link to my post. Heh. I did it just for shits and giggles. And cus I was board. But then, some hot shot dude (Can you be a hot shot if you work at the El Cheapo Theater?) called me back and said that there was a pair of tickets to One Missed Call waiting for us and he was sorry for the inconvenience! I just about died laughing! I seriously enjoyed telling him that that Friday night was the last night (*sob*) me and hubs would be out, together, for the eight weeks because our baby sitters ditched us for Arizona and that his tickets were useless and no I would not remove a post that puts ME in a bad light, not them. For Christ Sake. I didn’t even NAME them!
Ahnnyway. Guess I’m not banned anymore. Oh Hey! Hubs brought home supper and an ice cream cake for Valentines so I didn’t have to cook. Now If only I could teach the dog to do dishes, I’d be set!
My ultrasound appointment, you ask? She flat out refused to give me a picture of Boob Baby Bekah AND they sprung a surprise mammogram on me. This is bad, becuase if you know in advance and avoid all caffeine, a mammogram causes a slight discomfort. But. If you don’t know it is coming and start drinking Java at six that morning, dammit, that shit hurts!
She said my Doc will have the results of both tests in the next 24 hours. Will do my best to keep you informed!
So my husband wants to buy another Weapon of Mass Ignoring. This time he wants a PSP.Playstation Portable for those of you lucky enough to not live with a person addicted to RPG’s.
Yes, a person can be addicted to games. Here is a classic example of an addicted Gamer
As long as he has a game, be it one he has rented or one he has bought, I do not talk to him. I see only the back of his head and all I hear is swearing from him - directed at the characters on the television. You know, the ones who CANNOT FUCKING HEAR HIM!!
It’s kind of odd, this reluctance I have towards him owning another hand held game. I wanted to get him an iPod Touch for his birthday, which is more expensive than the PSP, but he argued that the PSP has more features. That the iPod is music based while the PSP is game based plus has the music. (actually, now that I think about it, the PSP would end up being more expensive becuase he would be renting/buying games for it)
I think it all boils down to the fact that we are all ignored when he has a new game to play. Until He has beaten the game, he exists in his own little world filled with animated characters killing randomly named creatures.
And yet, In the end, I know he will get it. After all, I always get what I want, so he should too.
right?
Tired Of Tuesdays? Wednesday got you down? Dreading Thursday?
Are you trying to either speed up or slow down the coming holiday season with no success? With our new, soon to be patented miracle cure, we can make all your worries disapear. Simply overdose on this :
Cuteness. Overload. (*)
Fine print goes here
Cuteness Overload is not a registered trademark of Bluepaintred enterprises, nor is it soon to be patented. The fruit of my loins, looking cute enough to roast on a stick, however is a registered trademark of Egg&Sperm™ Productions. The moment he starts making enough money off his almost edible cuteness to buy me the audio racks I have been bugging Hubs about, mark my word, his ™ will be lazer’d off his chubby behind before you can blink and I will sell him to the highest bidder!
Fantastagirl tagged me. This is the first tag since moving to Wordpress.
1) Post a note about a blogger you would like to see something wonderful happen for. Maybe one whose posts have touched your heart in one way or another. Include details as to why you admire them and what you wish for them. Be as supporting and affirming as you can.
In a recent Post, Mr.Fab touched me with his dorky acceptance of his unfortunate affliction known as early balding, and yet.. I often feel he is crying out for us to help him overcome that same baldness. This is especially telling when he talks of his bloglover Avitable, who has a hair problem of quite another variety. I often wake, Sweating and naked in the middle of the night , convinced I have the solution only to have it slip through my fingers. All I can recall of the dream is Avitable, scissors and a purple dildo. I’m positive that If I can figure this puzzle out, I can save Fab’s Poor naked head.
What I guess I am trying to say, is that If I had it in my power to make something wonderful happen to Fab, I would get off my ass, brush the cat and mail him a toupee. Wait. That is within my powers.. oops. I’m forgetting The Lazy again..nevermind
2) Post your favorite memory around selflessness, giving, or doing for others. Something that has actually changed you.
I feel that the most selfless thing I have ever done is allow three children to exit VIA my vagina. It has most definitely changed me ~ and not for the good. For example; each one left me with ten extra pounds to carry. Mostly on my ass. And the stretch marks.are only fun so long as the markers are washable. And the fact that the Local Scout troop now uses my Vagina for meetings? The only good that comes from that is the cookie crumbs left over for Hubs to enjoy.
Kids and Vagina’s are not a good mix. Learn from my mistake people.
3) As a postscript, name one thing you will actually do for someone in your life before December 31 that is born out of joy.
This.
This I did for my father. He has to give them to the people he works with - in such a way that it does not result in a pending sexual harassment suit against him - It brought me joy and it better damn well bring him Joy when I give them to him tomorrow!
4) Tag 3 other bloggers who will play the game and find the spirit. Don’t forget to leave a comment on their blog so they continue to share the good feelings.
Uhm
You. and You. And YOU.
Only e more days until Stressmas!
Also, In case anyone is interested, Our video for the Bed In A Box Commercial can be found here. The first person to mention how fat my ass looks gets golf balls thrown at their head. They say the camera adds ten pounds, and in this case, all ten went to my butt. In real life it looks nothing like that!
Pee Ess: Thanks for all your great Video Ideas!
