Hey, it's Tuesday.
Just ask Amber. I'm pretty sure she'll agree with me that it is, in fact, Tuesday.
Prepare to be validated.
Hey, it's okay...
...if you put about $25 into a tomato plant, 2 bags of soil, a giant flower pot and a wire cage and you only got 3 damn tomatoes out of the whole deal.
...to think the Charmin cartoon bears with toilet paper stuck to their butts are creepy as hell.
...if you heif out at a Mexican restaurant and on your way out, catch the faint aroma of Burger King and think, "That smells good."
...if you are so sick of that Train song, Soul Sister, you could spit on a gerbil.
...to love the Man vs. Food guy even if your blogsbian finds him foul and untrustworthy.
...if you want to blackmail someone into unmaking that f---ed up looking, weird-ass, animated owl movie.
...if you think most men are giant babies about getting sick. I mean, I don't know about you guys but my dad taught me to walk it off.
...if you thought the movie The Back-Up Plan was total trash, but perhaps you also thought it was romantic as hell that the male lead created and named a cheese after his baby mama (and wish someone would do the same for you someday).
...if, despite having an older brother, going to kindergarten and having excellent parents, you still do not like to share.
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Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Hey, It's Okay Tuesdays
Hey!
It's that thing that happens sometimes on Tuesdays when I remember!
Amber did it first!
I'm doing it now!
I don't know why we're yelling!
Hey, it's okay...
...if you forget how to turn your brights off when approaching an oncoming car. It is NOT okay to then just turn off your headlights altogether.
...to update your Netflix membership from the smallest, cheapest plan to the next size up because you recently became addicted to instantly watching The Tudors and couldn't possibly stop after just three episodes.
...if you make highly graphic and inappropriate noises (much like they do on The Tudors) while scratching one of the 9 bug bites on your feet.
...to stand in the shower for a full minute before you remember what you were doing.
...if you need to drive across town to your friend's house to poop because your "plumber" turned off the water and then disappeared for 3 hours.
...to be in love with your blogsbian Surferwife and to dream of the day you two can live together with your baby Latina daughter, Elephantia, and eat Fritos straight from the bag!
...not to cook if you have a wonderful friend who loves to cook for you whenever she's in town.
...if you watched 20 minutes of The Time Traveler's Wife and spent 15 of those minutes wishing you were dead.
...if one side of your purse smells like burned coffee while the other side smells like a Strawberry Shortcake doll that got left out in the rain one too many times.
It's that thing that happens sometimes on Tuesdays when I remember!
Amber did it first!
I'm doing it now!
I don't know why we're yelling!
Hey, it's okay...
...if you forget how to turn your brights off when approaching an oncoming car. It is NOT okay to then just turn off your headlights altogether.
...to update your Netflix membership from the smallest, cheapest plan to the next size up because you recently became addicted to instantly watching The Tudors and couldn't possibly stop after just three episodes.
...if you make highly graphic and inappropriate noises (much like they do on The Tudors) while scratching one of the 9 bug bites on your feet.
...to stand in the shower for a full minute before you remember what you were doing.
...if you need to drive across town to your friend's house to poop because your "plumber" turned off the water and then disappeared for 3 hours.
...to be in love with your blogsbian Surferwife and to dream of the day you two can live together with your baby Latina daughter, Elephantia, and eat Fritos straight from the bag!
...not to cook if you have a wonderful friend who loves to cook for you whenever she's in town.
...if you watched 20 minutes of The Time Traveler's Wife and spent 15 of those minutes wishing you were dead.
...if one side of your purse smells like burned coffee while the other side smells like a Strawberry Shortcake doll that got left out in the rain one too many times.
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