*singing*
"Happy Working Song" - Amy Adams in "Enchanted"
"Purple People Eater" - Ray Stevens
"True Love's Kiss" - Amy Adams in "Enchanted"
"Ever Ever After" - Carrie Underwood
The Damsel in Distress
It’s early one fine morning. The damsel awakens.
A ladylike stretch… a gentle yawn… a smile. Time to start the day.
She skips her way along to the bathing chamber. Humming a little hum, singing a little tune. Though softly, so as not to awaken the slumbering prince.
As she enters the chamber… she gasps! “Oh! What’s this? “
A foul beast awaits her!
There, perched in front of the bathing tub lies the foulest creature she has ever seen! Fangs dripping, mouth foaming, it’s hair grimy and matted… the beast snarls at her. Ready to lunge at any moment to devour her whole!
The damsel races from the room! Barely escaping the beasts clutches.
She gently rouses the sleeping prince. He leaps up from his sleeping pallet! Trumpets blaring! Hands on hips. His smile ever so dashing.
He gallantly exclaims “I shall save you fair damsel! No beast shall harm my fair maiden!”
With the court jester (deaf though he is) in tow… He charges from the room to destroy the horrid beastie.
It growls and he laughs with glee. “Ha ha! Think you to eat my maiden for your morning feast?! Think again!”
He charges forward and… bests the beast!
So they think…
Somehow the beast gets free! And in comes the Jester to celebrate with the happy couple, thinking the coast is clear…
For some odd reason, the beast is afraid of the Jester! And he flees… though is now in hiding to return for his revenge another day… muhaha.... muhahahaha... muhhahahAHAHAHAHAHA!
To be continued…
The real story?
I woke up this morning, growled at my alarm, and snarled “it’s time to get up ALREADY?” I stumbled into the bathroom to find a spider perched on the towel rack. I contemplated leaving it there … I even got another towel. But I had visions of it crawling on me in the shower. So I very carefully, very sweetly, woke Frank up to get it for me… This was all around 6am too. He ever so patiently got up and went into the bathroom to take care of it. Unfortunately, it either got away or another one came out of the woodwork. And Cody (you guessed it, the deaf Jester) decided to bound into the room at that moment so it scurried away before he could get it.
I almost got soap in my eyes keeping one open at all times… just to be sure it didn’t sneak into the shower with me. *insert sheepish grimace here*
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
The Daily Crazy - August 19, 2008
*singing*
"I'm Shipping Up To Boston" - Dropkick Murphy's
It has been so long since I've graced all of you with my blogger presence!!
This blog has been a great outlet for me as well as a way to spread cheer. And let's face it... spreading cheer is one of my favorite things to do. Not only does it (hopefully) get a giggle, chuckle, snicker, or a grimace out of you... it makes me laugh at myself. And laughter is most definitely the best medicine.
This past year has seriously tested my ability to keep my patience, temper, sanity, etc. in check. And being able to come in here and share my crazy/embarrasing/funny stories with you has been a wonderful way to help me get through the "ptttooooeee."
Thank you for that.
Shaking off the gooey gushy mushy moment...
And now for something a little different!
I have some big news to share ...
wait... let the suspense build...
wait for it...
hold yer breath...
turning blue...cant'... wait... much... longer
I'm moving up to Boston.
Wait... WHAT WAS THAT?
Yes folks, I'm moving up to Boston! I am a HAPPY GIRL. I'm at the tail end of this roller coast year ... just a little bit further to go before I can charge through the light at the end of the tunnel...
My happy train is chuggin' along... and it's headed north.
*singing* Pardon me boy, it that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
I'm a Happy Girl... Off to experience new things and live out more crazy/embarrasing/funny stories to share with you...
P.S. ...*giggling* check out this link... it reminds me of me at the moment... (if the link doesn't behave, search yahoo or msn videos for "das boob"...)
http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-us
"I'm Shipping Up To Boston" - Dropkick Murphy's
It has been so long since I've graced all of you with my blogger presence!!
This blog has been a great outlet for me as well as a way to spread cheer. And let's face it... spreading cheer is one of my favorite things to do. Not only does it (hopefully) get a giggle, chuckle, snicker, or a grimace out of you... it makes me laugh at myself. And laughter is most definitely the best medicine.
This past year has seriously tested my ability to keep my patience, temper, sanity, etc. in check. And being able to come in here and share my crazy/embarrasing/funny stories with you has been a wonderful way to help me get through the "ptttooooeee."
Thank you for that.
Shaking off the gooey gushy mushy moment...
And now for something a little different!
I have some big news to share ...
wait... let the suspense build...
wait for it...
hold yer breath...
turning blue...cant'... wait... much... longer
I'm moving up to Boston.
Wait... WHAT WAS THAT?
Yes folks, I'm moving up to Boston! I am a HAPPY GIRL. I'm at the tail end of this roller coast year ... just a little bit further to go before I can charge through the light at the end of the tunnel...
My happy train is chuggin' along... and it's headed north.
*singing* Pardon me boy, it that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
I'm a Happy Girl... Off to experience new things and live out more crazy/embarrasing/funny stories to share with you...
P.S. ...*giggling* check out this link... it reminds me of me at the moment... (if the link doesn't behave, search yahoo or msn videos for "das boob"...)
http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-us
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The Daily Crazy - August 13, 2008
*singing*
"Overkill" - Men at Work
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps its just my imagination
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
Its time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation
At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Its just overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
"Overkill" - Men at Work
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps its just my imagination
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
Its time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation
At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Its just overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
The Daily Crazy - June 6, 2008
*singing*
Labels or Love by Fergie
So let me start off by stating ... I cannot see anything without my glasses or contacts. I may have mentioned this before, but it is a very important piece of information for this story.
Nothing. Everything is a blur. Everything is fuzzy and colors and blur together - also important to know.
I've been wearing my glasses this week due to a very irritated left eye. (methinks I wore my contacts too long and scratched my peeper... my bad.)
Anyhoo... this morning...
I go through my daily routine. I hop in the shower... now... I don't wear glasses in the shower (who does?) ... so I can't see much. But I can see enough to get the job done.
I'm washing up, scrubbying along, when I feel... IT.
Right smack in the middle of my lower back... something is stuck... and it's stickin out... hard, flat ... I turn around to try to see (hahahaha... cuz not only am I not wearing glasses, it's in a spot that is hard to see to begin with) and all I see is black blur...
OH MY GOD IT'S A TICK. And... I TOUCHED IT.
Now, we all know that I'm deathly afraid of spiders. Well, ticks are above spiders on that list of things I fear. The little freaks just creep. me. out.
I try not to panic. Keep my breathing even. And rinse the conditioner out of my hair.
Breathe in... breathe out.... breathe in...
I try to dry off a little, completely avoiding touching anywhere near the evil little bugger.
I reach for my glasses... Hands shaking...
Breatheinbreatheoutbreathein... I am just about hyperventilating.
Glasses on... quick!... look around and...
It's a sticker.
Yup folks. A sticker. You know, one of those little inspection stickers from your clothes? Clear with black writing. Half of it was stuck to me and it was bent... (hence the flat hard thing I felt sticking out).
I... have no more words.
Labels or Love by Fergie
So let me start off by stating ... I cannot see anything without my glasses or contacts. I may have mentioned this before, but it is a very important piece of information for this story.
Nothing. Everything is a blur. Everything is fuzzy and colors and blur together - also important to know.
I've been wearing my glasses this week due to a very irritated left eye. (methinks I wore my contacts too long and scratched my peeper... my bad.)
Anyhoo... this morning...
I go through my daily routine. I hop in the shower... now... I don't wear glasses in the shower (who does?) ... so I can't see much. But I can see enough to get the job done.
I'm washing up, scrubbying along, when I feel... IT.
Right smack in the middle of my lower back... something is stuck... and it's stickin out... hard, flat ... I turn around to try to see (hahahaha... cuz not only am I not wearing glasses, it's in a spot that is hard to see to begin with) and all I see is black blur...
OH MY GOD IT'S A TICK. And... I TOUCHED IT.
Now, we all know that I'm deathly afraid of spiders. Well, ticks are above spiders on that list of things I fear. The little freaks just creep. me. out.
I try not to panic. Keep my breathing even. And rinse the conditioner out of my hair.
Breathe in... breathe out.... breathe in...
I try to dry off a little, completely avoiding touching anywhere near the evil little bugger.
I reach for my glasses... Hands shaking...
Breatheinbreatheoutbreathein... I am just about hyperventilating.
Glasses on... quick!... look around and...
It's a sticker.
Yup folks. A sticker. You know, one of those little inspection stickers from your clothes? Clear with black writing. Half of it was stuck to me and it was bent... (hence the flat hard thing I felt sticking out).
I... have no more words.
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