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?

Elle

I’m not sure if Stacy will be joining me today. What The Hell??!! I never know anymore.

I tried to watch the the new NBC show Whitney last night and was sooo disappointed and annoyed. Who’s bright idea was it to have a laugh-track? Seriously, it was beyond annoying. I really don’t need a laugh-track to tell me that what I just heard was funny. I can tell that all by myself thank you very much. I couldn’t even make it through 5 minutes. What The Hell??!! I can’t tell you if it’s any good or not because right now, it’s unwatchable.

How about Survivor? What is up with that creepy stalkerish guy that’s related to Russell?? He is always staring at Mikayla and accusing her of tempting him. What The Hell??!! I’m pretty sure she barely even notices him, never mind purposely trying to tempt him. It’s just so creepy the way he watches her. I’m thinking he’s going to have some explaining to do when his wife watches the episodes.

Yesterday was my day off and who shows up at my house???? Jehovah Witnesses! What The Hell??!!! Okay, no offense if you’re a JW. I don’t object to that, it’s the whole coming to my house and trying to tell me that Armageddon is imminent and then pushing religious brochures on me. I don’t go to the JW’s house and tell them Armageddon isn’t coming and push non-religious magazines at them. Sorry, but we went through a long drawn out Jehovah Witness saga 2 years ago and I thought the nightmare was over. Apparently not. I guess they came back to see if my husband had changed his mind and wanted to join their cult I mean church. I’m hoping they don’t come back!

Stacy

I know, I know.  I missed RTT yesterday, I get it.  I’m a bad blogger right now.  I need to get out of this rut, or take some time for myself to blog everyday.  You know how it is, fitting it in between the kids, their school stuff, their after school stuff, their sports, their homework…….What the Hell??  Those kids are pretty damn needy!! 

Speaking of being needy, a week or two ago I did an experiment on my kids.  Not like a Dr. Frankenstein one, just a “what would they do” type of thing.  Usually I make my boys lunch, even on the weekends.  But lately I’ve had so much to do, and been pretty tired so I decided NOT to make them lunch and see what happened.  For the record, my boys are 13 and 11, well beyond the “can’t fend for themselves” age.  I never said anything that day, I just didn’t make it or even offer it.  And guess what?  That night at dinner Thing 1 said, “You didn’t even feed us lunch today.”  What the Hell?  I know friends who’s kids make them lunch!!!   There was plenty of bread, peanut butter, jelly, fluff, lunch meat, etc.   But because I didn’t make it or offer it, they almost staaaaaaaaaaarved to death (or at least that’s the way they say it).

The other day I picked Thing 2 up at soccer practice.  When I got home Bruno (the dopey old beagle) started whining.  Now for him that’s not unusual at all.  He’s got separation issues.  Anyways, he whine a little, I yelled at him to lay down, which he did.  Then all of a sudden I hear this sound like waters running!  What the Hell???  He decided to start peeing in the middle of the living room!  I immediately grab him and put in the kitchen.  Luckily when it comes to animals peeing, I become stealth like a ninja.  I was in the middle of putting the kids to bed, so I left him in the kitchen for 1 minute, not 5 minutes, just one minute!  I come back down to let him out and there’s a lake all over the kitchen!  What the Hell?  I drag him outside finally, and he pees some more!  What the Hell?  How is there so much pee even in him??  Did he enter a drinking contest while I was gone or something?