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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. <\/strong>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?<\/strong><\/p>\n Stacy<\/strong><\/p>\n Yesterday Thing 2<\/em> came home with a huge black trash bag and announced, “I cleaned out my locker.”<\/em> I said, “Great, does that mean we can just throw away that trash bag?”<\/em> Apparently not.\u00a0 But he then he came in all excited and exclaimed, “Guess what I found<\/em>“.\u00a0 I answered, “What”<\/em> and he throws his student i.d. at me.\u00a0 What The Hell<\/strong> buddy?\u00a0 Your student i.d. that you lost 2 days after getting it?\u00a0 The student i.d. that’s valid for one<\/strong> more day?\u00a0 You found that<\/strong>?\u00a0 Oh whooptiefreakingdoo, how awesome.<\/p>\n Today was the boys last day of school.\u00a0 Of course Thing 1<\/em> forgot his classroom dollars that he needed for today.\u00a0 I, being the good Mom that I am brought them to school.\u00a0 He needed those fake dollars to buy things in a classroom auction.\u00a0 I’m sorry, I know the teachers are trying to do something fun for the kids BUT<\/em><\/strong> they have an ulterior motive.\u00a0 They are auctioning off crap that they don’t want, and frankly neither do I!\u00a0 What the Hell?<\/strong> It’s bad enough my kids have to bring home every single damn paper they ever did that has been stuck in their locker, now they have to bring home classroom crap that they “won”<\/em>, that you would of just thrown out?\u00a0 Really?<\/p>\n Last week I went grocery shopping, like I seem to do every single day because the boys won’t stop eating all the food.\u00a0 As I was paying for my groceries I hear them announce, “Would the owner of a Pontiac Aztec Gold, license plate blah blah blah, please report to the service desk.”<\/em> Oh crap.\u00a0 Here’s the thing, I don’t know my plate number but I know that there are not<\/strong> a lot of Gold Pontiac Aztecs, believe me, my car is pretty rare, or at least around here it is.\u00a0 The boys bagging my groceries were laughing and making fun of the way the girl announced it on the loud speaker.\u00a0 I said, “yeah that’s real funny unless it’s your car, and I’m guessing it’s mine.”<\/em> The first boy who had been flirting with the cashier the whole time said, “oh crap, that can’t be good.”<\/em> Ya’think?\u00a0 I go to the service desk and 3 people immediately surround me to tell me that someone hit my car and drove away.\u00a0 What the Hell<\/strong>?!\u00a0 I’ve only had the car 2 years and it only has 45,000 miles on it!\u00a0 Lucky for me they got the license plate number of the car, and I was able to call the Police and file a report.\u00a0 Now I just have to call my insurance agency.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n