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
Today I woke up with a stuffy/runny nose. What The Hell? I’ve just gotten over like 3 different colds, one right after another! What, did I go a whole week without being sick???
I think there are far too many Viagra/Cialis commercials on during the early evening hours. And they are a little too descriptive. I think the commercial with the guy on the boat is stupid. What The Hell? He’s alone on a boat, why does he need Viagra? I know, at the end he shows up at someone’s house, with a big smile on his face, although I’m surprised the commercial doesn’t show us what else he shows up with…. You’d think he should have called first, I mean how awkward is that? Take some Viagra, sail across the ocean, show up to some girl’s house very happy to see her. Imagine opening the door to that?? And then what if she’s all, “oh gee I’m sorry, but I’ve already started watching Glee on my DVR.”
The boys have decided that they want XBOX 360 for Christmas. What The Hell? Guess what, I want a BMW with a big ass bow on it (free and paid for). Neither one is going to happen.
Just found out that Thing 1’s Christmas/Holiday Concert is next Tuesday. It’s the first day of Hanukkah. What The Hell? It just doesn’t seem like the right day to have it on. And what if you are Jewish? I’m sorry but I wouldn’t want to have to go to a concert on Christmas, I sure as hell wouldn’t want to go on my first day of opening a present! That was probably way too much usage of Christmas and hell in the same sentence.
Elle
That’s Stacy for you, being all festivey and stuff.
J-Man has a cold again. Sometimes I wonder if that child even has an immune system. What The Hell??!!
Tomorrow is the much dreaded parent/teacher conference with J-Man’s teacher. I’m going to have to drag him with us and have him sit outside the classroom, coughing and sneezing and blowing his nose. I’m sooo not looking forward to it. At least my husband is going to be there too.
That’s all I’ve got. I need to go take care of a sick little boy and stress about the big conference tomorrow.
