What The Hell Wednesday 4
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?
Elle
I can’t believe it, but this will be our 300th post. Seems like there should be a big celebration, marching band, mascots and fireworks, but no. What the hell? When we started we weren’t even sure we’d get to our 30th post. If I mentioned it to my husband he’d say “What the hell? 300 posts and you haven’t made any money yet???” You see when he complains about me wasting time playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook spending so much time working on our blog I tell him that my goal is to make money at this blogging thing. When actually I’m trying to beat Jenni at Bejeweled Blitz. Really, what the hell? Her scores are always higher than mine. She’s a schoolteacher shouldn’t she be grading papers or something instead of beating me at Bejeweled?
J-Man decided that we needed to come up for titles for the other days of the week. He is suggesting “Stinking Saturday”, “Terrible Tuesday” and “Fine Friday” where everything isn’t so fine. Looks like he’s got my sarcastic personality. Another reason for my husband to say “What the hell?”
Stacy
“T” has been going to an after school introduction to wrestling class at school. Before the class was to end, I received a phone call from the school nurse. “T” had a head injury and had to be picked up right away. Great! So I go down to school to pick him up, walk into the nurse’s office, and see him wearing this huge paper towel wrap thing around his head. He looked like Horrible Head Wound Harry or something! She shows me the HUGE bump on his head, which by the way has dried blood on it, and gives me a pamphlet called, “So Your Child Had A Head Trauma”. Seriously. When I asked “T” how he got so hurt he said, “well I got my head slammed into the wall, there’s not that much room in the hallway to wrestle“. Wait, What?? The hallway? What the hell? Do you really think that was a good idea?
Today I got a reminder in the mail from my doctor’s office…..my ob/gyn. It was a reminder for my yearly Pap….Oh really? What the hell? I had all that stuff taken out in June, remember….you were there….. Hello?! I guess someone forgot to take me off of that list!
I know I’ve mentioned it before….but you know that doesn’t stop me….I am so sick of making a phone call at work and hearing someone ask me about it. I was on the phone talking to someone, which was work related, and the second I put the phone down I hear, “who was that?” Really? What the hell? Was I talking to you? No, I was talking to someone on the phone, and guess what, it’s none of your business!
Apparently I have a zoo on Facebook. I didn’t open a zoo, I don’t think I have a permit for a zoo, but I keep getting notifications that I have a zoo and my friends are visiting it. What the hell? I don’t know what kind of animals I have there, but I’m guessing they are neglected, dying of hunger, and PETA will soon shut me down!
And btw Jenni, yes, you beat us both at Bejeweled every week, what the hell? Are you good at everything?
