What The Hell Wednesday #1

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 McLinky below. Really, what the hell?


I woke up at 5:30 with a migraine and I have our two youngest children home sick from school today. Really, What the hell?

Last night my husband was going over our Verizon bill and found some mysterious “data” charges. There were 2 for $3.99 and a subscription for $9.99 monthly. It looks like he’s been paying them since at least August and hadn’t noticed them until now. Of course cell phone bills are like 20 pages long and even a Mensa member wouldn’t be able to figure them out. The 2 $3.99 charges were on both our phones and apparently, we both approved them sometime after 3am. Hello! The days of us being up til 3am are long over people. The only reason either one of us would be up at that ungodly hour would because of one of the kids. So I’m pretty confident that the odds of both of us sleep-approving these charges on the exact same night are on par right now with us winning the lottery. So what the hell Verizon?

Right now our Disney Daughter is driving me crazy. Yes, I’m blaming her. I’ve got to blame someone for it you know. When we picked her up at Walt Disney World in May she was all like “I’m definitely doing another internship next January.” This went on until sometime in August. Then it was “I don’t know if I’m going. I just got my new room and stuff.” Okay, fine. It’s not like we really can afford yearly treks to Disney World. Then, just this week she changes her mind yet again. “I’m thinking of going back to Disney in January for another internship.” “What the hell? Make up your mind so I know if I have to sell one of your siblings to pay for our next trip.”

My 2 stupid dogs won’t eat popcorn. They’ll eat their own,each other’s and the cat’s poop, but not popcorn. How is it that salty buttery goodness isn’t as tasty as poop? What the hell????!!


I like the mornings to go smoothly, but of course they never do. My oldest will be walking out the door and say, “Oh ya, I forgot that I did have homework last night and I lost my scientific calculator that I need for tomorrow, bye Mom.” “What the hell?”

At football we have a “Team Mom”. Now if you are the Team Mom, you would have some responsibilities and you would think you would come to the practices…not ours, she sits in her car the whole time if she’s even there, and when we worked at the last game, she didn’t do any jobs. Now that the season is half over with she’s decided that she’s going to have a bake sale at the next football game, really? I mean What the hell? I don’t think so…

I don’t know what the hell was in the pine tree last night when I walked the dog, but it made a weird noise and you could hear branches breaking above us! It even made the dog duck, I know I yelled, “What the hell was that?” I don’t know who heard me other than the weird creature in the tree, but at least it didn’t answer me!

I had a physical yesterday, which went pretty well I guess, didn’t come out with any new issues. My doctor is pretty blunt, I like her, but I’m sure some people don’t. She pointed out how dry my skin was on my legs (which she’s lucky cuz I shaved before the appointment!_ and then she said “What the hell did you do to your chin?” See, everybody uses this term, not just us…Anyways, I break out on my chin every month and of course i can’t leave it alone because I want it to go away faster, so by the time I’m done it looks like I fell and scraped my chin on concrete!