Seriously? What The Hell??!!
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
I had a cold a few weeks ago. It was weird, I would feel really crappy, and then fine. I lost my voice but it came back. Now yesterday I wake up and just feel awful. Last night I spent the night coughing and blowing my nose. This morning, I completely lost my voice. I called my doctor to make an appointment, and I can’t get one until Monday! What The Hell? Monday? Really? I can’t stop coughing, my sinuses are stuffed up, and when I blow my nose there’s blood in it. I know what you’re thinking TMI, but I’m trying to make a point here, you would think I could get an earlier appointment than Monday! I can go to the walk in clinic, but it would cost me like $100 co-pay. I guess if I get worse I’ll have to, otherwise I’ll just suck it up until Monday.
I think I mentioned a few weeks ago that Thing 1 wanted to have a band play at his Birthday Party. If I didn’t, here’s the scoop. He wants to have a Birthday Party with a band. His Birthday is in August. Now he keeps bugging me to email the band because he already talked to them and they agreed to it as long as a parent contacts them to make arrangements. What The Hell? This isn’t MTV’s My Super Sweet 16. Who the hell has a band play at their 14th Birthday? Not my son, that’s for sure.
Elle
I had a seriously sucky morning and that’s my excuse for not getting What The Hell Wednesday up sooner. I’m always so tired the night before and every week I say to myself, I’ll go to bed and get up early and finish my blogging in the morning. Seriously, at that point I need someone to hit me in the back of the head like Gibbs does to his team on NCIS. Every week it turns into a chaotic morning for some reason or other and then my blogging is left on the back burner like day old macaroni and cheese.
This morning it started out okay. Sissy came into the kitchen right on time to eat her breakfast and then catch the bus. I said “Don’t forget your atom project that’s due today.” Then she said it, the one sentence that doomed my whole morning. “It’s not done yet.” What The Hell??!! Now that model of a chlorine atom has sat on my dining room table since Monday night. It looked done to me, but then I’m not an expert in chlorine atoms. I’m more an expert in dirty laundry and messy houses. “I asked you if we had more glue sticks.” OMG! Silly me. Of course, asking for more glue sticks is, in fact, code for ‘my freakin’ chlorine atom that may look totally done to your untrained, couldn’t recognize a completed chlorine atom project if it punched you in the face mind, isn’t done and I need more glue sticks to finish it”. I explained the need for clearer communication and not just vague mutterings, gave her the bag of glue sticks and said “Get to work!”
I planned on driving her to school with her completed atom project after J-Man got on the bus. Of course, that plan totally hinged on J-Man actually catching the bus. Oh ya, you can see where this is going. He missed the freakin’ bus! What The Hell??!! She was a couple minutes early, but if Mr. PokeyPants had moved a little bit faster we wouldn’t have been opening the front door just as the bus was driving by.
That is why I’m sitting here on my lunch hour, eating Nutella out of the jar and trying to get this done and posted. Who wants to volunteer to come over and smack the back on my head next Tuesday night when I say “I’ll go to bed and get up early and finish my blogging in the morning.”? Bueller? Bueller?
