You're Better Than a Horse

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

Yesterday our Mom came up to take me Birthday shopping.  I love Birthday shopping, it’s the only time I really get clothes for myself.  I was all excited to go shopping.  We went to the mall and JC Penney, and guess what, I came home empty handed.  It wasn’t for lack of trying, there was just nothing there I liked!  What the Hell?  How come when I don’t have money I can find a ton of stuff I want, but when I can actually buy something there is nothing??  Seriously, what is wrong with the styles this year?  All I found was, flannel looking shirts, big sweaters that look like the “boyfriend look”, and long, chunky sweaters that were short sleeved.  Hello?  I live in New England, sweaters need to be long sleeved.  Needless to say, she gave me the money and said, “don’t spend it on gas and groceries.”  I’m going to try not to.  Hey, I could get a tattoo, or my belly button pierced……but I think she would say What the Hell and kill me.  Well, not literally, but she’d be pretty mad.

While shopping I got a text from Thing One, it said, “Hey if I can get a band to play at a party and pay for the whole thing can I have a band play at a party?”  What the Hell?  Seriously??  That’s what I wrote back to him, and he said, “Ya I will pay for the whole thing”.  I forwarded the text to his Father, and he said, “I wonder where he’s getting all his money from.” I texted back, “drugs.”  And he sent me one back, “probably”.   It made me laugh, I don’t know where this kid thinks he has money to pay for a band, he gets $5 a week and usually spends it within 10 minutes!  Now, he thinks he can have a party and pay for a band!!  Hopefully he didn’t make an “event”on Facebook and invite all his friends!

Oh, and while we were at Macy’s I saw a coat, it was bright red, and furry.  Like, someone killed Elmo and made him into a coat.  What the Hell Macy’s??  Who would wear that?  I pointed it out to my Mom and said, “look Mom, I could get this coat.”  And she said, “yeah that would be the perfect coat if you had a different type of profession.”

Elle

Ya, ya, ya, it’s Stacy’s birthday. I really wanted a horse instead of a little sister but I guess it’s worked out okay. A horse would have a hard time blogging with hooves and all. Of course, maybe a horse would post more often. Just sayin’

Since it’s her birthday I thought I would put up a picture in her honor.

Happy Birthday Sistah! You are better than a horse!