This is one of my new favorite commercials:
Why? Because as I shared many, many posts ago, my dad convinced a dear family friend, who was a ‘tween at the time, to cut the head off of the party pinata and put it in my bed. Brilliant.
I bought a bag of the mini Reeses trees as I like the ratio of chocolate to peanut butter. Some of the other versions of Reeses either have too much peanut butter or not enough. I take these things very seriously. I opened one up the other night and found the tree shape to be quite lacking. I seem to remember them putting more effort into the shape once upon a time.
Are you familiar with the blog Hyperbole and a Half? If not, please stop reading mine and go to hers. Well, in the name of blog self-preservation, you can wait until you’ve finished this post. Where was I? Yes, yes… I STRONGLY suggest reading the Kenny Loggins story. My sister loves it too! I suggested this to another person and their response was, “do I need to have an extensive knowledge of Kenny Loggins?”. No. You don’t. I’m pretty sure there was some kind of age reference/joke in there since I don’t even know if this 20 yr old knew who Kenny Loggins was/is.
Yep, Hyperbole. One of my current favorite drawings from this post, is below
Given my obsession with the t-rex and our similarities, I adore this. I also think there are an array of emotions that can be inferred from this lil’ gal’s face depending on my mood (or yours), so it works for me.
Oh and read the party post, too – again, I laughed and laughed. In addition to laughing so hard I was crying, I’ve been moved and identified with Allie’s serious posts. I recommend reading those, too.
Yesterday was a bad ulcer day. So bad in fact, I was clutching my stomach in pain. And audibly groaning. I ended up having to go home for the day. My favorite “joke” is, Pepto Bismol chewables are the after dinner mint for those of us with ulcers.
Finally, I have this carpet in my living room that NEVER.LAYS.FLAT. It always ends up scootching its way under my couch since my living room carpet is very thin and there isn’t anything for the area rug to hold onto. I’ve tried everything to keep it in place. I’ve tripped a number of times but yesterday morning I hit the ground. Hard. Thankfully, I’m short so I didn’t smack my head into the concrete wall! Nothing really damaged, a few aches and pains but seem to be okay. My brother, being the supportive type, posted a few of these on my fb page when I shared:
My family loves me!
Edited to add today’s events:
This morning, I was putting my shoes on when I felt something scratching the back of my thigh. I scratched it through my pants but it didn’t help. I thought it might be a tag or something, so I pulled my pants down (sorry for the tmi) and reached back to grab the offending itchy object. It was not an object, it was this:
No, No, NO!! I legit YELLED/SCREAMED and flung it. I hate these stink bugs, so not only did I touch it but it was hanging out in my pants for an undetermined amount of time. The horror. I still get the shivers thinking about it. And I think it might have bit me.
It’s the (un)luck of the Irish, I tell ya…