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“And Then I Died a Little Inside”… not really but that’s a pretty gripping post title, right up there with “She Thought it Was Going to be Just Another Gyno Appointment Until…”
I just had the worlds greatest conversation and finished it off with the most spot on joke that was so freaking funny, I peed a little. I then turned to see what status of hilarity my office mate was in after … Continue reading
So I’ve been trying to learn how to play the guitar, and like all my past declarations of becoming amazing at something that I’ve just started to learn, I’ve completely given up on it when I hadn’t mastered it after the … Continue reading
Me: Don’t forget, couples counseling tomorrow at 5. Hubby: Oh ya, I don’t think I’m going to go to those for a while. Me:… Oh… My… God… is this your way of saying you’re divorcing me!? CAUSE NOT COOL, I MEAN WINE A … Continue reading
Hubby: BABE!? Me: sup? Hubby: Why is there a post it note on the fridge with the word boobs in bold and highlighted? Me: To remind me. Hubby: That you have boobs? Me: No, that’s just silly. I haven’t needed … Continue reading
Okay I know there is LITERALLY a day for everything, I mean seriously, here’s just a few I found with a quick Google search: Answer Your Cat’s Question Day (but just the one question and try not to freak out … Continue reading
This started with me wanting to tell you about how my daily drives across long bridges has caused me to create Jason Bourne like ultimate escape plans if things every go bat shit crazy and me and Silvie go overboard, but ended with a chronological recap of all my cars names… and how I killed them… awkward.
Silvie is my car, her name is Silvie because she’s silver. That’s why I don’t spell it Sylvie, so all you English majors, spell checking Nazis, can just take a step back… I’m talking to you dad. Now that I think … Continue reading
Does this make me quirky or deranged… it’s a fine line… plus I’m pretty sure my officemate has super powers.
It’s quiet at work… too quiet… quiet enough for me to hear my thoughts… and not the normal thoughts… like, what should I have for lunch, did I turn off the iron, is that smell coming from me… no… I’m talking about the other … Continue reading