I Guess I am Predictable
I took some NyQuil and crashed at 4:30 p.m.
I convinced Sam to take me to The Melting Pot. Again. I spent a buttload of money on books.Again.I joked that this year, I became one year younger. Again.I slept in for five days straight, claiming, "It's my birthday week."Again. I watched Kanye's blunder, and complained about "kids these days." Again.Sam's also predictable, though. He forgot to give me my present on Friday. Then he forgot again on Saturday. Then he forgot again on Sunday. Now it's Monday... Still don't know what I got, but I refuse to remind him. I wonder if he'll read this post?Speaking of overused cliches... Here is the list of overused cliches provided by you lovely blog readers. It's time to behead them and pull their spines out.Rest in Peace cliches: 1. red letter day 2. here today & gone tomorrow 3. it's all fun & games until someone looses an eye. 4. air quotes 5. Whatnot 6. like a thief in the night.7. no brains, no headaches. 8. stick out like a sore thumb 9. easy as pie/piece of cake10. when life throws you lemons...make lemonade 11. If I had a nickle for every time I wanted a raisin, I'd be rich!12. Avoid like the plague. 13. It is just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as a poor man. 14. Sweating like a pig. (Pigs don't sweat!) 15. And my personal favorite, because I really don't think I've ever heard it before: "There's more than one way to kill a cat than choking it with butter." Cool. Thanks Becky.16. I would like to add: "Put some elbow grease into it."What the heck is "elbow grease"? If I could pick the least greasiest spot on my body, it would be my elbow. Sam says he loves elbow grease. It's great on panini's.Thanks for entering the contest everyone. And to you de-lurkers, I think I love your presents most of all. Partly because Sam hasn't given me anything yet... (Did you know I have a follower, a girl in Australia, named "Brodie"? So cool.)My mom even de-lurked. Which means she does read my blog.Okay, okay. I actually had to go over to her house, pull up my blog on her laptop, and chase her through the kitchen until I finally cornered her and shoved the laptop in front of her.But hey, she must've liked it. She left a comment.Okay, okay. I typed the comment for her. Are there any therapists out there?The winner will be picked on Wednesday by Smokey the Hairless Cat, as usual. (See? Predictable.)One last birthday thingee:My friend "Lucy" (one half of Lucy and Ethel) texted me on my birthday.Text #1:"Can Ethel and I take you to lunch or dinner for your bray if so when" 2 seconds later: Text #2: "I mean beau" Hey. We're old. We're not supposed to be able to text. Seriously last birthday thingee:I went to tip at my birthday breakfast, and there was a totally awesome message on the dollar bill: "For a good time, call ***-****. Ask for Dominic." I got all excited, thinking my birthday couldn't get any better, until I read the rest:"Males only. :)" Fine, Dominic. Whatev's. Coulda been great.If you would like Dominic's number, let me know.So, what's your vote? Do you think Sam will get the subtle hints from this post and give me my frakkin' present? He's even walking behind me right now, getting the kids ready for school. All he has to do is look at what I'm typing!Nope. Walked right on by.
I took some NyQuil and crashed at 4:30 p.m.
I convinced Sam to take me to The Melting Pot. Again. I spent a buttload of money on books.Again.I joked that this year, I became one year younger. Again.I slept in for five days straight, claiming, "It's my birthday week."Again. I watched Kanye's blunder, and complained about "kids these days." Again.Sam's also predictable, though. He forgot to give me my present on Friday. Then he forgot again on Saturday. Then he forgot again on Sunday. Now it's Monday... Still don't know what I got, but I refuse to remind him. I wonder if he'll read this post?Speaking of overused cliches... Here is the list of overused cliches provided by you lovely blog readers. It's time to behead them and pull their spines out.Rest in Peace cliches: 1. red letter day 2. here today & gone tomorrow 3. it's all fun & games until someone looses an eye. 4. air quotes 5. Whatnot 6. like a thief in the night.7. no brains, no headaches. 8. stick out like a sore thumb 9. easy as pie/piece of cake10. when life throws you lemons...make lemonade 11. If I had a nickle for every time I wanted a raisin, I'd be rich!12. Avoid like the plague. 13. It is just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as a poor man. 14. Sweating like a pig. (Pigs don't sweat!) 15. And my personal favorite, because I really don't think I've ever heard it before: "There's more than one way to kill a cat than choking it with butter." Cool. Thanks Becky.16. I would like to add: "Put some elbow grease into it."What the heck is "elbow grease"? If I could pick the least greasiest spot on my body, it would be my elbow. Sam says he loves elbow grease. It's great on panini's.Thanks for entering the contest everyone. And to you de-lurkers, I think I love your presents most of all. Partly because Sam hasn't given me anything yet... (Did you know I have a follower, a girl in Australia, named "Brodie"? So cool.)My mom even de-lurked. Which means she does read my blog.Okay, okay. I actually had to go over to her house, pull up my blog on her laptop, and chase her through the kitchen until I finally cornered her and shoved the laptop in front of her.But hey, she must've liked it. She left a comment.Okay, okay. I typed the comment for her. Are there any therapists out there?The winner will be picked on Wednesday by Smokey the Hairless Cat, as usual. (See? Predictable.)One last birthday thingee:My friend "Lucy" (one half of Lucy and Ethel) texted me on my birthday.Text #1:"Can Ethel and I take you to lunch or dinner for your bray if so when" 2 seconds later: Text #2: "I mean beau" Hey. We're old. We're not supposed to be able to text. Seriously last birthday thingee:I went to tip at my birthday breakfast, and there was a totally awesome message on the dollar bill: "For a good time, call ***-****. Ask for Dominic." I got all excited, thinking my birthday couldn't get any better, until I read the rest:"Males only. :)" Fine, Dominic. Whatev's. Coulda been great.If you would like Dominic's number, let me know.So, what's your vote? Do you think Sam will get the subtle hints from this post and give me my frakkin' present? He's even walking behind me right now, getting the kids ready for school. All he has to do is look at what I'm typing!Nope. Walked right on by.
