just defy logic and explanation.
And this was one of them.
I would love to relate it to you and let you laugh at/with me.
but much of it cannot be blogged.
when I write my first novel.
I'll have that little disclaimer in the front that says that all of the events are fictional,
and all of you faithful readers will know that is not true.
It is real,
the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Or maybe the names won't be changed,
I'll be gone,
who will care?
and they can't sue me then.
I am out of Barbeque potato chips and need to run for more.
It has been a long week.
I lost 2.5 pounds at the weigh in this morning.
Chips are my treat!
I had a really rough week.
I can't tell you it all.
Here is a brief glimpse into it.
On Wednesday, I had a really drunk customer that started three stories with these sentences.
1. That last time I got throwed in jail.....
2. I know that woman that tried to rob the bank......
3. Don't try to call my cell phone when my shirts are done, I dropped it in cow sh#$ and it does not work anymore., so .....
And just so you know...
that was NOT the craziest one that I had.
Just the drunkest.
Anyone remember that 70's song,
"Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right..."
I have been singing it all week.
Not that I have the corner on sanity,
I found all of these in a box under my painting counter this week.
Can anyone say hoarder?
I didn't know that they were there.
Anyone know what this is?
Anyone that colors their hair as much as I do would.
Gracelyn, however was so excited when she found this and immediately wanted to bake a cake.
Not really sure how the two connected....
we mixed up a cake last night and stuck it in the oven.
When it came out she ran and grabbed these plastic gloves and came running and told me that she was ready to "ice" the cake.
It took a few minutes for me to realize that she thought it was icing..
like from Toaster Strudels.
How do you explain that to a three year old?
And speaking of that three year old...
and the fifty-two year old that egged her on...
How much fun can you have with a bag of polyfil?
Apparently more than I realized.
has anyone ever played
I started this with Logan and now every time the Play-Doh comes out
I have to make bowling pins and a bowling ball.
And that is just part of my week.
It was crazy!
One last little glimpse...
at 2:00 Am on Thursday morning,
JWS and I were making beans for a funeral dinner.
Frying bacon and browning hamburger.
I laid down in the recliner at 3:30 to sleep and the phone rang
at 6:00 AM.
Normally, everyone knows that I am up by then.
Dale, I am sure...you had no idea!