Friday, September 17, 2010

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

While taking small sips of my coffee from those not so durable plastic coffee cups, I was pondering what to put in this blog today!  Can you just guess what happen to me next?  That's right!  I spilt coffee all down the front of my new shirt. OH BOY!  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!  I haven't even started my day yet.  This WAS my New Shirt. Not so NEW anymore.  We have all been there at one time or another.  But Crap Only Happens To Me!  So do I like the look of long dribbles down the front of my shirt, or do I go into the bathroom and in my eyes make a bigger spot on the front for everyone can ask "What Happened?"  I proceed to go into the bathroom and make the coffee dribble go away.  But as we all now with some things that just want to hang out for a while.  The little dribbles down the front of my shirt was now a big wet spot on the front of my shirt.  Now this shirt started out different shades of Tye-dyed blue.  I do have to say I looked nice for the first 15 minutes of my day.  Oh and we should mention today was picture day.  I opted out.  Even though you could not see it, I felt a little funny going in front of the camera with a big wet spot on my shirt. So as I was walking up and down the halls, I felt that  ever one was staring at that BIG wet spot on the front of my shirt.  And did I not just say people are going to ask "What Happened?"  Boy was I right. I must have answered that question a dozen times.  Later I found myself taking my mother up to the registry.  Why you ask?  I asked myself that same question a dozen times all the way there.  Let me tell you, I thought I looked bad with now a dried out Tye-dyed blue stained shirt.  Have you ever looked around at what other people wear.  When I was up there I saw some out of the ordinary outfits.  I think I need to look at myself in the mirror before I go out I public.  I was not at my best with my dried out coffee stained shirt that I had on.  Then my mother was noticing some of the other people that were coming and going up there and commenting on what they looked like.  Then she got the women on the other side of me going and the two of them were so funny.  My mother on one side and an older women on the other making comments on every ones outfit. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  Think about this, I was sitting in the middle of these two saying to myself "Have they called our number yet?"  "Are you sure its not time to close the doors and tell me to go home."  I have not laughed like that for a long time. I should have gone to the bathroom before I left the house. Wait isn't that what we say to the kids when they were little. "Do you need to use the potty before we go?"  May I sure take my own words of advise.  It felt so good that the older women on the other side of me asked if we were coming back next week?  Are you Joking?  I could not do this place that many days in one month. As I walked out of the registry I said one thing to myself Crap Only Happens to ME!!!!
Let me know some of your fun moments.
Till next time
AMY

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

IT ALWAYS COMES IN 3'S

I thought that I would type this in my blog because I know a lot of you out there can relate to what I go through on a daily basis.

This summer I was working two jobs.  Oh that's right I still am working two jobs and have been for the last four years.  Anyway I found myself accumulating, that green stuff, called money in the bank.  When I saw that my balance was much more then 5 bucks. I started to think. Wrong thing to do for me!  I was getting nervous, having more money in that account and the balance going up not down.  I was for a while looking over my shoulder waiting for something to happen.  Why you ask?  Very Good Question!  Because Crap Only Happens to Me!!  Not to say it would never happen to someone else.  But that's what it seems like at that particular moment for me all the time.  So thinking to myself, I worked hard for that money.  I would like to treat myself to something!  Want a new pillow for a good nights sleep.  On sale at store for $3.99.  Not bad!  Need a new pair of sneakers.  On sale at store for $29.99.  should I or wait.  For several days I came up with a lot of different STUFF that I either wanted or needed.  The want and need always seem to play tug of war with each other. Get ready!  THEN THE BOMB!!  My husband, at dinner time, looks at me with that look. You all know that look. "Honey, the muffler on the jeep needs to be replaced."  Are you kidding me!!! "Is that why you can hear the jeep coming from a mile away?  Good Bye new pillow, Good Bye new sneakers.  HELLO new muffler!  OH BOY!  Now in our house and probably in yours, it always comes in 3"s.  BRACE SELF!!!  Two days later, Son walks through the door and says "MOM, the jeep (this is jeep number two that we own) needs oil and a oil filter!  Good Bye new pillow, Good Bye new sneakers.  That was number two.  Here comes number 3.  BRACE SELF!!!  Phone is ringing, answer the phone "Amy" the person on the other end of that phone proceeds to tell me that we now need a hose to be replaced that is why there is very little oil in your jeep."  Good Bye new pillow, Good Bye new sneakers.  OH Dear bank account DOWN to 5 bucks. 
Crap Only Happens to ME!!!!!!
Can you relate?
Love to hear from you!
Till tomorrow
BYE FOR NOW

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The first for me

I would like to start my saying that this is a first for me.  I thought maybe if I type in things that some people can relate to out there.  The first thing that happen to me was about two years ago when I got my first cell phone handed to me by my son.  Yes! is old one. Trying to figure out this new piece of technology was a challenge in it self.  My son later that day sent me a text message and then I answered back.  But what came back was Idk.  So sitting in a room full of students, I started to ask them without disturbing the whole class.  Student to my left I asked "What does Idk mean?" "Their reply was I don't know?" "What do you mean I don't know?" These are students that txt everyday!  So I asked the student to the other side of me from where I was sitting. "What does Idk mean?"  The student looked at me with a grin and said "I don't know?"  Getting upset with this new technology thing, I looked at the student and said what do you mean you don't know, you do this all day long even when you are suppose to be doing something like class work.  The student in front of me handed me a piece of paper that said "Idk means I Don't Know" really!  Then it came to me, I get it Idk really means I don't know!!!!