Keelyat The Un-Mom started Random Tuesday Thoughts and we thought we would join in the fun. Stop by her blog and check out her awesome randomness.

Stacy

Please note that my “Random Thoughts” today, tend to be more of “Ranting Thoughts”, sorry it happens to me a lot.  People seem to act like it’s their purpose to annoy me on a daily basis.  So, enjoy my rants…

Whenever I decide that I don’t want to do my hair, and I put it up or just brush it straight, I get a bunch of compliments!  “Oh your hair looks so pretty today”.  What??  This is my bad hair day hair!  Why is it on days when I wash, put mousse in, blow dry and hair spray it, no one says a stinking word!

Why do people ask stupid questions?  That’s probably a stupid question for me to ask.  Today at work we heard banging, and drilling out back of our office.  Now our office is in a plaza with other businesses.  Quite a few people would walk by me and say, “who’s doing all that banging out there?”  Gee, let me use my x-ray vision super power to see for you.  How the hell do I know, and who cares?  I mean unless they come through the metal door wearing a hockey mask, it doesn’t really matter to me what they’re doing!

I work with a guy at work that I swear has “issues”.  He annoys the hell out of everyone!  His office is right near the postage machine, and every time you walk by his office he has to make a comment or say hi.  He’s like that annoying guy on SNL that Rob Schneider played.  The “making copies” guy.  It never fails, you can’t make it past there without him saying something!  And he wonders why every time I walk by I say, “shut up Paul”.   It’s like trying to work with a “special” person. (and yes I’ve said that to him)

Speaking of getting a clue…..we have stairs at our house that lead either to the basement or up to the kids bedrooms.  When I have something that needs to go up or down I put it at the end of the stairs so that the next person will take it with them.  Apparently, I am the only one aware of this routine, because they walk right past the stuff, look at it, and continue on their merry way.  HELLO???  Take the stuff with you!  I even put a basket with their names on it so that every night they could bring their stuff up.  Apparently they can’t read either!

I am a girl, therefore I do not understand boys or men for that matter.  Our boys are 8 & 10 and they have come up with a new fun thing to do to each other.  The fun thing involves one of them hitting the other in the crotch.  This then makes one boy fall to the ground in the fetal position moaning in pain, and causes the other boy to hysterically laugh.  I’ll be surprised if either of them has the ability to have children.

Elle

This is a memo to Old Man Winter. Really, I’m just not that into you. Can’t you take a hint? We’re breaking up. I’ve been pretty nice up to now, but I’m no longer returning your phone calls and you can take back all that snow you just dumped in my yard. I don’t want it.  I’ve moved on and I’ve been trying to have a relationship with Spring, but you keep pushing yourself in between us. I’m so over you, we’re through!

I don’t know if you’ve seen Candy Spelling making the rounds of the talk shows trying to sell her book. Currently, she lives in a 56,000 square foot home. That’s even bigger than the White House, which according to the internet is 55,000 square feet. Of course, this leads to comments on money and excess, etc., but what’s on my mind is how the hell can she live in a house that big all by herself? C’mon, it’s freakin’ huge! I’d be terrified living in a house that huge. Someone could be living in another part of the house and you’d never know it. Every night I go around and set the alarm and check all the doors and windows. In a house that huge, I’d never get to bed. The kids would have to be equipped with walkie talkies and GPS units so I could keep track of them.  Although hide and seek would be great awesome and when my daughter had a slumber party with a bunch of 10 year old girls all hopped up on candy, soda and Hannah Montana, I wouldn’t even know they were there.