If You’re Looking For Profound Thoughts Look Somewhere Else
Stacy
Why is it kids tell you something at the last minute? Today while dropping Thing 1 off I noticed all these kids dressed in colors looking pretty weird, or weirder than usual. I said, “um, were you suppose to be dressed up today?” He answered, “oh yeah, it’s spirit week I was suppose to wear all blue.” Yeah, great, how was I suppose to know this? Then after I dropped him off he text me, “We need to run to Walmart to get a Thor helmet and hammer tonight.” Really?? I guess tomorrow is Super Hero Day. Wonderful.
Trying to pick up Thing 1 from High School each day is dangerous. OMG! Think too many teenagers, newly licensed, trying to show off, and in a big hurry to leave school. It’s like the Mayhem commercial where he pretends to be an angry teenage girl driving an SUV!
Ever know one of those people who when you tell them a story, they immediately interrupt you and start telling you a story about themselves? They annoy me. It’s fine to share a story when someone else is finished, but come on, how do you have a story for everything?? “I want to go skydiving.” “oh my cousin went skydiving blah blah blah blah.” “I have a toothache.” “OMG I had the worst toothache in the whole world, I think it’s in the Guiness Book of World Records, I almost had to have my mouth removed.” “Did you see that movie last night about the kidnapper?” “Oh, when I was younger I was kidnapped by monkey’s and they taught me to throw my poo all over people.” (okay those are probably some exaggerations on my part, but her stories are pretty outrageous!)
Elle
I was checking out our Facebook Insights and noticed a little pop-up that said “55 People saw your most popular post”. Naturally I was curious what my most popular post was. I was sure it was something profound. Ya, as if. It was “The dog just peed on my foot. Wonder how the rest of the day will go. #truestory #mylife”. See, if you like our page on Facebook you’ll be able to see all those important dog peed on my foot status updates too!
Our bank installed a new drive-up ATM. Apparently, they think everyone drives a Power Wheels Barbie Corvette because the damn ATM is too low. I have to unbuckle my belt and lean halfway out the window to push the buttons. Never mind trying to get my money out. I have to twist my hand in some awkward way that hands aren’t meant to be twisted and try to get my money before it blows away. It’s awesome fun. I always take out $20 extra to compensate for the “blow-away” factor. Plus, they have Braille on the ATM, the drive-up ATM. What’s up with that? I hope it it spells out something like “If you can read this in Braille, you shouldn’t be driving a car.”
If it’s Tuesday this must be Random Tuesday Thoughts. It used to be brought to you by Keely at The Un-Mom but she’s taking a hiatus. Okay, it’s been a really long hiatus but Random Tuesdays still rock on with help from Stacy.
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