Wednesdays are great for Wordless and Wordful posts, but we decided to go a different route and create our own Wednesday fun. We figured what the hell. That’s how we started What The Hell Wednesday. Who are we kidding? That’s pretty much how we decide on almost everything. If you want to play along, grab our button on the sidebar, link up to us in your post and don’t forget to sign in to the linky below. Really, what the hell?
My daughter’s boyfriend is visiting from Virginia and I’m trying to keep a lid on the crazy in our household. Monday night I made dinner for everyone. I made sure to change the tablecloth on the cat-bed/dining room table. Nobody wants to sit down and find cat hair on the table, unless you’re that allegedly crazy lady from My Strange Addiction who grooms her cats with her tongue and eats cat hair.
Dinner went well and we were all sitting around the table talking when our Mean coon cat came into the dining room and went into the corner of the room and started making noises like she was going to throw up. It seemed to go on forever, then suddenly she just stopped and walked away. She didn’t even throw up. Not that I wanted her to throw up, but seriously, all that effort and then she just walks away? What the hell?? I think she totally did it on purpose.
Speaking of My Strange Addiction on TLC, that show freaks me out. You just never know how creepy and crazy people are in their own homes. They can seem fairly normal on the outside, but on the inside they are crazier than a crack monkey. People who eat deodorant, drink gasoline, have multiple coffee enemas daily and cat lickers. What the Hell?
Which reminds me of this hilarious clip from The Office. Who knew people did this in real life.
Okay I have a What the Hell moment, although technically it’s not my moment, but my fiance’s moment. The other day I received a phone call from him, he said, “I’m going to kill the puppy.” I asked what she did, and he said, “she shit all over the car, and I mean ALL over the car. It’s everywhere! How the hell did she get it on the windshield????” Okay at this point I might be laughing, a little, shhhhh don’t tell him. Then after I hang up I get a text from him saying, “How the hell did she get it on the ceiling???” Okay, then I burst out laughing! Apparently it was so bad that if there wasn’t a sheet in the trunk for him to first wipe off the steering wheel, and then sit on it to drive home, he would have left the car in the parking lot. Yeah potty training a puppy is super fun. Just ask him……
Apparently we are getting another winter storm. What the Hell???? Someone should find that damn groundhog and fire him, since he so lied about winter this year!