Sunday, March 23, 2008

Naturally...


My mom likes to watch Jay Leno at night. He has this segment where he shows pictures of ads, newspaper clippings, etc. that are so stupid, they're funny. She found one the other day that she wants to send in to him.

Amanda left behind a container of cheese puffs that are made for babies called Lil' Crunchies. The container states underneath the flavor of "mild cheddar" that they are "naturally flavored with other natural flavors". Imagine that.

I thought they flavored them naturally with UNnatural flavors. Just HOW many natural flavors does it take to acheive the natural flavor of "mild cheddar"? I am naturally assuming they are using a fresh block of natural mild cheddar cheese to do the natural flavoring, aren't they? Is there more than one natural flavor in a hunk of natural cheese? Is it natural for me to have so many questions?

Naturally.

EASTER SUNDAY

I didn't sleep well last night and had mega trouble getting up this morning. So, long story short, I missed going to church. Man, did I have even more trouble getting back to sleep. That's what I get. I have felt guilty all day.

HEARING VOICES

I have this obnoxious alarm clock that speaks to me in an Indian mans voice..."It's time to get up, you sleepy person. Yes, you! Time to get out of bed. You're going to miss that meeting, blah blah blah." I didn't realize it had more personalities on it until I was doing my hair and heard the alarm go off.

If you don't wake up to the guy from India, you are greeted by a rooster crowing and a man who sounds like Richard Simmons with a New York accent on crack. He's encouraging you to "Rise and Shine! It's time to get out of bed, come on...It's time to get up up up up!" If that doesn't do the trick, the mob boss gets on you by saying, "Bonjourno, bambino, huh? Why you treat me with no respect? You can get outta dat bed, or I'll come and get you outta dat bed! Capish? Now, where's my canolli?" haha. (please excuse my spelling)

The last two are as annoying as the others. One is a black male lawyer telling a judge why his client can't be expected to wake up under these circumstances and the last is a redneck male threatening you with a can of whoop "Bleep" (ass). Thank Goodness I wake up on the first go round!

FUNNY BUNNY IN THE POOR HOUSE

The Easter Bunny showed up as scheduled. He was kinda broke this year and didn't go all out on the candy. He also knew that Thomas has a few cavities to be filled yet and didn't want to add to the problem. I think this might be his last year as Thomas is nearing 11. His birthday is in 2 weeks. Dang, I just realized that's right around the corner. We want to do his party on the 5th instead of the 11th and that means I have to send out invitations to his school friends on the first day back! Ugh.

MONEY MONEY MONEY...MONEY

I had to work today. Luckily I was only scheduled for 4 hours. I got in at 2pm thinking that no one would show up to shop. Man, was I wrong. I hardly got my jacket off and was helping customer after customer. By the end of the 4 hour period, I had sold $7,955.44 worth of merchandise. That's one pair of front loader washer/dryers, one treadmill, one refrigerator, one vacuum and one double wall oven with an installation. It was a GREAT day. A typical 8 hour day for me runs anywhere between $500 and $2,300. Today was the best day I've had so far. Amen.


VISITING MY BABIES!

I have to work tomorow 9-5 then Thomas and I are driving to Maryland on Tuesday morning to visit with Amanda and Jacob. I am hoping to see my son Chris as well. Thomas and Shawn are on spring break this week and Shawn is already at the house with his father and sister. It's only a 2 hour drive but I think we're going to leave around 5am to avoid the major rush hour traffic on 495. Going over the Wilson Bridge is a huge pain the the tush during the morning and evening hours.

I can't wait to see my baby! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

YARD WORK

Thomas and I did some weeding today. We need to get the mulching done by April 1st. The owners are putting the house on the market and want the grounds looking good. Greg is bringing a dump truck full of free mulch to me tomorrow. I have asked a co-worker to help me with spreading it. I hope to hear from him tomorrow. It's alot of work when you have to shovel that stuff into a wheelbarrow and haul it around. There's a total of like 6 beds to take care of and the biggest stretches from the side to the back of the house!

CHOO CHOO!

Thomas said something last night that had me snickering under my breath. My male dog, Lucky, will be 4 years old in April. His girlfriend, Beans, came to us last June and she will be 1 year old on June 3rd. Well, the vet warned me that she was going to go into heat soon so I've been watching for signs so I can separate them for a while. I want to breed her but not this first time around.

When I got home yesterday, I was sitting on the couch relaxing and talking to Thomas. Beans and Lucky were play fighting on the floor in an unusual way, standing up on their back legs and "hugging" while trying to play bite. I commented on the strange way they were playing and Thomas said, "Yeah, they've been acting weird all day long. They were playing "choo choo train" eariler and Lucky was walking behind her holding on to her hips." Lord have mercy, I just about died.

First, I had a good chuckle under my breath and then had to make a split decision on explaining the birds and bees to Thomas. Not wanting to go there at the moment I said, "Don't let them do that." Of course that was met with, "Why not?" So I said, "That's the way dogs mate. If you let them do that she will have puppies." He loved that idea and said, "Oh good". Thank goodness he didn't want me to explain what I meant by "mating". Thank the Lord for small miracles.

Something tells me puppies are in the forcast for this year. Especially if we keep letting Lucky and Beans play "choo choo train".

I'm still chuckling.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You don't want a dumb puppy like more.. I love all the pics.
I just saw him so shut up.
No it never happens.

Anonymous said...

I don't care;.
I'm a fried green Tomoter type of guy.
I really am.
Any Idea?