I Know Gibberish ~ Random Tuesday Thoughts

If it’s Tuesday, this must be, Random Tuesday Thoughts. It’s brought to you by Keely at The Un-Mom. She really knows how to rock Tuesdays so go and check her out and tell her the Blue Monkey Butt sisters sent you!

Stacy

As I am writing this we are getting rain.  A big shocker since it has rained so much this month!  I hate rain almost as much as I hate snow, okay?  Enough already!  The weathermen are dangling 80 degree weather for us for this weekend.  All I can say is, if they’re wrong about that, I will find them…..

There are a lot of fake people on Facebook.  I “unfriended” a few of those fake people this past weekend.  It makes me wish I could“unfriend” people in real life.  It would make life easier.

I’ve realized that I need to pay more attention to the text messages I send.  Last week I sent at least 3 messages to the wrong people!!  Oops, my bad.

I want a personal trainer.  I need one to make me actually stick to a routine.  The only problem is I would probably kill them.

Apparently I am in a negative mood or something.  After reading my random thoughts I’ve realized that I’ve talked about unfriending people, hurting the weatherman, and killing a personal trainer.  Whoa, somebody needs some chocolate!

Elle

Unfortunately, now that I’m on blood thinners I can’t take up knife juggling or sword swallowing. Way to crush the dream.

If you’re the one that has a voodoo doll of me, could you please just stop. Really, I’ve had enough. Back off!

Every time I would adjust the hospital bed it sounded like the theme to Jaws. I figured it was like a warning of all the germs that are circling like sharks in the hospital.

I’m starting to think that the 24th of any month is potentially unlucky. On August 24, 2009 I was in the emergency room for a burst ovarian cyst. On November 24th I had surgery for that cyst, which hasn’t resolved the whole pain issue. March 24th I was back in the ER for pulmonary emboli. So you can see why I might choose to spend the 24th of April in bed hiding under the covers.

Last week I was at J-Man’s school for his parent-teacher conference and J-Man was waiting out in the hall for me to finish. One of the other parents was waiting out there for his turn and was talking on his cell phone. As we left J-Man said, “That man was speaking gibberish and believe me I know gibberish.”

Apparently my spell check doesn’t like the word emboli. It tried to change it to Ebola. Umm….no thanks.

Don’t forget to join us for What The Hell Wednesday tomorrow.