Do you love the show How I Met Your Mother? Do you love musicals like Le Miserables? Well this is the best of both worlds.
Watch this!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EhXsJjVdj1E
April 30, 2009
December 9, 2008
Under where? Underwear?
When I was in elementary school there was this funny little joke that use to crack me up. It went something like this:
Me: Whatcha eating under there?
Them: Under where?
Me: Hahaha! You said underwear!
I would try this joke on anyone and everyone. And laugh everytime it worked. As I was driving home from school last night, listening to the radio, I heard this song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeuGQNuPhGs (Pinch Me, Bare Naked Ladies)
The important lines being,"I could hide out under there/ I just made you say "underwear." I remembered the first time I heard this song (college, I think?). I remembered laughing and thinking that I wasn't the only one on the planet that remembered that joke and possibly thought it was clever enough to put into a song.
Me: Whatcha eating under there?
Them: Under where?
Me: Hahaha! You said underwear!
I would try this joke on anyone and everyone. And laugh everytime it worked. As I was driving home from school last night, listening to the radio, I heard this song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeuGQNuPhGs (Pinch Me, Bare Naked Ladies)
The important lines being,"I could hide out under there/ I just made you say "underwear." I remembered the first time I heard this song (college, I think?). I remembered laughing and thinking that I wasn't the only one on the planet that remembered that joke and possibly thought it was clever enough to put into a song.
November 12, 2008
The things she'll do for me...
On our way home from dropping off Evan at school, Kyrsten says to me, "Mom can you get a game down for me? We can play it together."
I agreed with the disclaimer that I had to spend most of the day working on my Mythology paper. To which she replies, "I'll do your paperwork for you." (I know, but that's not the best part.)
I said, "No, that's nice of you, but I have to do it myself. Besides, it would be cheating."
She says, "I'll do everything for you mom." And then she goes on to make a list of all the things she'll do:
1. Do my hair.
2. Pick out my clothes.
3. Flush the toilet for me.
4. Pick out my jewelry for me when I have to go to a dancing party.
5. Pick out my jewelry for me when I have to go to a not a dancing party.
Now it seems to me that "one of these things just doesn't belong here, one of these things is not quite the same...."
I agreed with the disclaimer that I had to spend most of the day working on my Mythology paper. To which she replies, "I'll do your paperwork for you." (I know, but that's not the best part.)
I said, "No, that's nice of you, but I have to do it myself. Besides, it would be cheating."
She says, "I'll do everything for you mom." And then she goes on to make a list of all the things she'll do:
1. Do my hair.
2. Pick out my clothes.
3. Flush the toilet for me.
4. Pick out my jewelry for me when I have to go to a dancing party.
5. Pick out my jewelry for me when I have to go to a not a dancing party.
Now it seems to me that "one of these things just doesn't belong here, one of these things is not quite the same...."
October 28, 2008
Getting buzzed on the highway...
No, I was not drinking and driving. I was driving and puking.
I have had terrible migraines my whole life. The usual causes are lack of food and stress. Yesterday I had both and I had the worst migraine of all times. It totally took the number one spot on my chart of all time bad migraines.
Mistake #1: Didn't eat dinner and tried to replace it with a Snickers.
Mistake #2: Didn't stop by my car on the way to class to get meds even though the headache had already started.
Mistake #3: Stayed in class instead of leaving at break.
The result of these three mistakes was a trail of Puke from Ypsilanti to Howell. I was so nauseous, that I could barely drive 60 mph. The first and third pukefest happened before I entered and after I exited the highway. The second time though I could barely pull over on time let alone get to a parking lot or toilet. So I jump out of my can and commenced the projectile upchucking along the side of the highway. Just as I was finishing up, you know, spitting the little bits of leftover out, I looked up just in time to get buzzed by this little white car who didn't see the fully lit up van parked on the side of the road.
I guess I'm lucky it was close enough to splash the puke puddle back onto me.
I have had terrible migraines my whole life. The usual causes are lack of food and stress. Yesterday I had both and I had the worst migraine of all times. It totally took the number one spot on my chart of all time bad migraines.
Mistake #1: Didn't eat dinner and tried to replace it with a Snickers.
Mistake #2: Didn't stop by my car on the way to class to get meds even though the headache had already started.
Mistake #3: Stayed in class instead of leaving at break.
The result of these three mistakes was a trail of Puke from Ypsilanti to Howell. I was so nauseous, that I could barely drive 60 mph. The first and third pukefest happened before I entered and after I exited the highway. The second time though I could barely pull over on time let alone get to a parking lot or toilet. So I jump out of my can and commenced the projectile upchucking along the side of the highway. Just as I was finishing up, you know, spitting the little bits of leftover out, I looked up just in time to get buzzed by this little white car who didn't see the fully lit up van parked on the side of the road.
I guess I'm lucky it was close enough to splash the puke puddle back onto me.
October 15, 2008
Tiger's Fans
We went to see one of the last Tiger's games of the season. Baseball from such the distance we were sitting was not all that entertaining for our kids, but they loved the food, the people and the merry-go-round. I am also proud to say my Ohio-born husband now seems to be a Tiger's fan, owning the apparel and attending several games this past season. I haven't managed to turn him away from Ohio State football, but plans are in the works.That is a Hello Kitty necklace paired with a Tiger's shirt! She accessorizes better than me.
What a smile!
Notice the hat!Two other fans - I have to say, they are much more devoted than the average fan.
Oops! I think I got caught snapping this one!
I guess he also has Halloween taken care of.
Also, we were sitting right above the bull pen. One obnoxious fan whose picture I didn't manage to capture was screaming at the pitcher practicing down below. He was bellowing helpful tips like, "You have to throw the ball" and "Try to strike 'em out." I think there might have been a few "Your momma's so fat...." comments also. And this was all to the pitcher who wasn't even pitching. Go figure.
October 8, 2008
Arrgh!
My blog frustrates me. I want to write funny, clever, thought-provoking things. I want to be able to come back to my blog and be please, challenged, reminded, etc with what I see. I think one of my problems is I'm not sure who my audience is. Me? My comment leavers (you precious few)? The universe? When I took my college writing classes and even when I taught writing myself, one of the first things to do before you write was consider the audience.
Who is a blogger's audience?
Who is a blogger's audience?
September 16, 2008
The Safe World of Blogging
I just love the fact that I can type my thoughts, beliefs, opinions and questions in my blog and feel safe in the knowledge that any comments I get will not hurt me or infuriate me. This is not the case everywhere.
Today, I thought I would comment on an article in the local newspaper (on their website). Basically, it was just some questions I still had after reading the article. Someone else commented about my comment and implied I said a whole lot of things I never said, especially since all I did is ask three questions and make one statement. This person also took it upon themselves to brag about how they could find faults in others and liked to shove it back in their faces. What did he want, a gold star?
How dare I hope to begin an intellectual conversation? I think I'll just stick to the safe world of blogging.
Today, I thought I would comment on an article in the local newspaper (on their website). Basically, it was just some questions I still had after reading the article. Someone else commented about my comment and implied I said a whole lot of things I never said, especially since all I did is ask three questions and make one statement. This person also took it upon themselves to brag about how they could find faults in others and liked to shove it back in their faces. What did he want, a gold star?
How dare I hope to begin an intellectual conversation? I think I'll just stick to the safe world of blogging.
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