What The Hell Wednesday~24
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?
Stacy
Okay, you send a text asking someone a question, and then you wait……and wait…….and wait. Okay, What The Hell? I’m waiting here………..
I have a few friends on Facebook, and I’m known to play around on it at night. I hate when you comment on that one particular friend, or “like” their status and then the next day you log on to 20 notifications!! What The Hell? I don’t care that 20 other people had an opinion of why it was flip flop weather! It makes me regret “liking” their status!
Guess what, it’s raining again!! And then starting on Friday it’s going to be 32 degrees! What The Hell Mother Nature?? Are you sleeping with Old Man Winter again?? Cut it out, it’s suppose to be spring dammit!!
Elle
When history looks back at the momentous occasion of the new health care bill, whether you think it is good or bad, they will have Joe Biden’s fab comment to the President that “this is a f*%*ing big deal” to remember. Really Joe Biden? Really? That’s the best you can come up with? What the Hell were you thinking? I’m thinking the Vice President should have a better vocabulary than teenage boys on the school bus.
When did I get so old that I need a daily nap just to function. What the Hell?? I work for the next 5 days in a row and my biggest concern is when will I get to take a nap. I’m just going to go ahead and blame it on the fact I don’t feel good. Ya, that’s it.
Last week was St. Patrick’s Day, a non-event in our household, usually. But J-Man is under the impression that leprechauns come at night, play tricks on you and leave you gold candy. I had my husband stop at the store on the way home to pick up some of those chocolate gold coins. He calls me a few minutes later and tells me they’re all out of chocolate gold coins. What the Hell??Does everyone have leprechauns coming to their house? So I say pick up some Rolos. The Rolos are a good substitution and the leprechauns play their tricks, hide the candy and everyone is happy. The next day J-Man can’t find his Rolos anywhere. I look all over for them and have his sister help. We can’t find those damn Rolos anywhere. When DH gets home I ask him if he’s seen J-Man’s Rolos and he whispers “I ate them.” What The Hell????!! “I thought they were extra” What The Hell????!!! How can they be extra? Is there ever such a thing as extra candy in this house? Didn’t youjust get them the night before? So I say to J-Man “Those silly leprechauns must be playing tricks on you. I bet they stole your candy back. I’ll get you some more at work tonight.” He’s ok with that and things settle down. After work I head over to the bulk candy aisle and search hi and low for freakin’ Rolos because somebody ate them thinking they were extra. I can’t find the damn things anywhere so I call home to the chief leprechaun candy eater and ask him where he found them. He tells me in the bulk candy section. Finally, I find an empty bin marked “Rolos”. I tell him it’s empty and what does the chief leprechaun candy eater say??? “I find that hard to believe.” What The Hell???!!Do you think I’m lying about Rolos? So I took a picture of the empty Rolos bin on my cell phone and sent it to him. I finally found a big bag of Rolos for $3 and went home. I hate St. Patrick’s Day.
