What The Hell Wednesday
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
Last month my debit card expired. I had called the bank because I hadn’t received it. So they told me they would send me a new one. Today I got a Fed Ex slip that said I had to go pick up an envelope. I go to Fed Ex, which is about 30 minutes away, through a toll booth, using up some of the $3.43 a gallon gas and wait around for about 45 minutes for them to find the envelope. Tonight I call the bank to activate it, and they tell me that the card is not valid and was reported lost or stolen. What The Hell? I am the one who had called and said I didn’t get the card that was supposedly mailed to me around the middle of February. Why do I all of a sudden get a Fed Ex Envelope with my card in it after I called them last week?? And this woman who says her name is “Kim”, and speaks broken English cannot answer my questions! Believing your name is “Kim”, is like believing that Russian guy’s name is “Peggy” on the credit card commercial!
Last week my doctor prescribed me a new sleeping pill. I was taking Ativan at night, but that wasn’t doing anything for me. Probably because Ativan is not a sleeping pill. I read the side effects to this new pill; “Doing the following activities while asleep, with no memory of them–talking on the phone, making and eating food, driving, and having sex.” What The Hell?? That’s some major side effects!! But ever since I’ve taken them I have slept so good! I have no idea if I have called anyone up, drove to their house, cooked them food, or done anything else. All I know is, I am sleeping better than I ever have!!
Elle
Yesterday was J-man’s field trip to see how we get maple syrup. It was a beautiful March day, the sun was shining and the snow was a brilliant white. The birds were singing and I could feel the warmth of the sun on my back. We passed lots of maple trees on our hike, but our guide had some particular trees in mind. We finally stopped at the top of a steep hill. What The Hell??? There was a winding, snow-covered path down. All I could picture was myself falling and getting hurt. No way was I going to take a chance with my trip coming up next week. So I told the teacher I’d stay at the top. I seriously don’t know what the guide was thinking. J-Man’s teacher is pregnant and due in a month. The guide asked her to carry a large hand drill and one of the boys was carrying a hammer. Great idea to give them dangerous items to carry and make them hike down a steep, slippery path. I told his teacher to be careful and watched them go. She managed to make it down the hill, only slipping 3 times. But on the way back up, she did fall. She said she was okay, but really, maybe the guide shouldn’t have picked those maple trees to tap. Just sayin’
I hate watching the news. You never know what horrible thing you’re going to learn about. The most stomach churning for me this week was the dog that ate the diabetic man’s toes. Ewwwwwwwww! The guy is sleeping and the dog ate 3 of his toes!!! What The Hell??!!! How does someone not wake up during that??? I get that he didn’t have a lot of feeling in his toes from being diabetic, but I’m sure there was some tugging going on and there had to be some sounds. My dogs are pretty noisy eaters. I guess it’s another reason to keep my dogs in the kitchen at night.
