What The Hell Wednesday Holiday Edition
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
Monday night I couldn’t sleep. Well, I would’ve had a great night’s sleep if my stupid dogs hadn’t woken me up. Apparently 1 am is a great time for dog wrestling. I woke up to the sounds of our big dogs tossing each other around the kitchen like a couple of sumo wrestlers minus the big white diapers and the puppy barking like a maniac in his crate. What The Hell?! I went out to the kitchen and yelled at the sumo wrestlers and took the puppy out just in case. Got everyone settled again with some threats and went back to bed. Within 10 minutes the wrestling moves started again. Then the puppy started cheering them on again. Son of a nutcracker! How is anyone supposed to sleep through that? Back out to the kitchen where I use my angry voice and scare the damn dogs. Take the puppy out just in case again, but he’s just all excited from his front row seat at sumo wrestlemania so he just runs around at the end of his leash and spins in circles. Finally I get them all settled again and I’m thinking that if I go back to bed then they’ll start up again. So I got myself some peppermint stick ice cream and sat in the living room watching tv. All that wrestling must have worn them out because I didn’t hear a thing from them. After about an hour I went back to bed. At least I don’t have to worry about the ice cream calories since snacks eaten in the middle of the night don’t count.
Last night was Sissy’s choir concert. They always put on a great holiday show and it helps get us in the Christmas spirit. Buuuuut…why did Whistle Guy have to sit directly behind us? What The Hell??!!! Does he not realize how freakin’ annoying that is? After every single song he would do the whistle. OMG! J-Man would turn around, look at Whistle Guy then look at me and shake his head. Even he knew Whistle Guy was an idiot! I’m so glad I’m not married to Whistle Guy. Now that I think of it he was all alone. Hint to Whistle Guy…stop your whistling!
Stacy
I think Elle should video tape the 1 am dog wrestling, who knows, it may go viral on YouTube, although does anything really special happen to you if your video goes viral? I mean What the Hell? A million people looked at your video…..it’s not like each one paid you a dollar to view it. If they did, I would definitely put more videos on YouTube.
3 Days until Christmas!! What the Hell!!! 3 FREAKING DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I really cannot stand the new Hyundai commercial with the dorky guy and girl singing “Up on The HouseTop”! What the Hell? They play it all the time!!! And who the hell keeps their Hyundai in their teeny tiny living room? I mean I know parking is bad in the city, but really, that seems a bit extreme!
People keep sending me farm animals and zoo animals on Facebook. What the Hell? My kids are lucky that I feed them, I sure as hell don’t have time to feed farm animals. And have you seen that you can buy Facebook game credits at the store now? What the Hell?? Oh yeah you can buy Farmville cash, Yoville cash, etc. I’m sorry, no offense but if you’re spending $25.00 to buy virtual animals or friends online, well you need to go buy yourself a real life.
I cannot stand Super Happy People. I don’t mean, the usual happy people, I mean the Super Happy Shiny Yippy Skippy Attitude People!! What the Hell? Why do you have to be so freaking happy about? Especially early in the morning!! As soon as I hear their chipper, “Have a super duper good morning to you” I run before their ray of freaking sunshine can fall on me! I don’t need any of that touching me. And speaking of touching, those super happy people are usually the touchy feely type of people too. Not my favorite. Isn’t that why Valium and other sedatives were developed? To kill the super happy people and make them like the rest of us?
