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 the linky below. Really, what the hell?

Stacy

Sunday I awoke with a headache, well at least it started off as a headache until I got vertical, and then the spots hit my eyes, and I knew that soon I would be engulfed in a full blown migraine.  What The Hell?  It was my son’s 11th Birthday and there were going to be 7 boys over in less than 4 hours!  I spent those 4 hours in extreme pain, throwing up 3 times, and having the spots dance in front of my eyes more times than I could count.  I also still made a cake, cleaned up the house, finished wrapping presents, and did my hair and make up so I didn’t look like I was suffering a stroke, which is exactly how I felt.  I haven’t had a migraine that bad in so long, and I really hope I don’t again for a very, very long time!

Today as I was getting ready to leave work I logged off of my computer.  When the screen shut off and came back to the login window it was all tinted flourescent pink!  What the Hell? It looked like someone took a flourescent pink highlighter and colored the whole screen.  All I did was log off, I didn’t do anything else!!  Tomorrow I may have to steal borrow another monitor so I can do my work without getting a headache from the pinkness!

Elle

With all of the company we have here, our little dog, Mr. Barky McBarkypants, is barkier than ever. I am so afraid that he is going to start barking in the middle of the night that and wake up the babies that I’m barely sleeping. Then last night I had a dream that he was barking. Even in my dreams the puppy barks. What The Hell??!!

Monday night the phone rang at 3am! What The Hell??!! With my daughter in Disney, my husband away on his business trip and my parents at a local hotel here, you’d think my first instinct would be something was wrong. Nope, I was annoyed. Turns out I was right to be annoyed. It was some guy calling the wrong number! Ugh! You really want to make sure you dial correctly when you are making phone calls at 3am!! I have his number on my caller ID…maybe I should call him at 3am some night as payback.