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
I realized around 11:30 a.m. today that it was Tuesday and I forgot about Random Tuesday Thoughts! What The Hell? My day today was like a Monday, like a really, really bad Monday. How the hell am I suppose to remember what day it really is? Plus I still have my Christmas Hangover. Not from drinking, just from the craziness of Christmas. The living room still looks like Christmas threw up all over the place. There is a teetering tower of balled up wrapping paper there that I’m waiting for the cats to tip over. Maybe tomorrow I’ll clean it, maybe……
Today was Day 1 of Christmas vacation of the boys being home alone. It wasn’t too bad, they seemed to get along okay. I came home this afternoon for a few minutes and then ran to the grocery store to grab a few things, and that’s when I got the phone call. Thing 2 yelling that it’s still his turn to play the new video game and Thing 1 yelling in the background that it was his turn. What The Hell?? I couldn’t even get a word in! I finally ended the conversation with, “Leave your brother alone, I will be home in 10 minutes and I will handle it.” After I hung up I think I made a loud GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR sound, then I heard, “hello?” Oops, the call I had on hold was back and heard me growling loudly!
Elle
Oh sure Stacy, likely story. That seems to happen every time there is a Monday holiday. What The Hell??
On Christmas Eve, my husband and I were in the kitchen making dinner and watching TV. An Old Navy commercial came on and the announcer said “Now that Christmas is over…..” What the Hell??!! Last time I checked, Christmas isn’t over on Christmas Eve. Seriously, the stores push the holidays on us so early and then they are telling us they’re over and it’s time to buy more stuff we don’t need. Marketing Fail Old Navy!
I managed to sprain my rib last week. Yup, that’s right, I sprained my rib. Who the Hell sprains their rib? Apparently, I do. I’ll tell you, it hurts a lot. You don’t realize how much you use your rib muscles until they hurt.
