We took my parents to a theme park awhile ago and I have to tell you...I remembered why I don't travel often with them. My dad rode shotgun while The Mr. drove and my mom sat in the back with the girls and I. Our trip took us through my mom's old stomping ground and I kid you not, she was like the father-in-law from Forget Paris. Do you remember him? No? Let me illuminate...
Everything we drove by, "I remember that!", "This wasn't there before, wow!" "See kids, I drove through there, right there!"
Oh my...
Love her dearly folks, but I learned my lesson.
Showing posts with label OCD. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Lights out
I ate too much for dinner and am pretty sure that if I lay down now, I will never get up. I mean never, folks. I rarely overeat (this would hard to believe if you could see me but truly, I have bigger issues with snacking than all out overeating but this is not at all the point...so moving on) but tonight was an exception and let me tell you, it's no bueno. No bueno.
So, here I am blogging.
It's been storming here today and it got me thinking about electrical failure. Then I got to thinking about times or places that an electrical failure would be unfortunate. So, thanks to my dinner, may I present for your reading pleasure.
I'm sure there are more, but my dinner has settled now and my bed is calling to me. That and the Mr. is snoring on the couch and it's driving me absolutely crazy.
So, here I am blogging.
It's been storming here today and it got me thinking about electrical failure. Then I got to thinking about times or places that an electrical failure would be unfortunate. So, thanks to my dinner, may I present for your reading pleasure.
- While getting a tattoo. Talk about unfortunate. "So, I see you have a 1/2 tattoo. New trend? Statement? Well done you, bucking tradition! Defying the norm! What an inspiration!" "No, no. Power failure."....."Well, that's lame, isn't it?"
- While sitting in the movies. Unless you are there with your sweetheart and the kids are with grandma and you have no dinner reservations and the theater is practically empty. Eh? What's that? When's my anniversary? Umm. Tomorrow.
- In an elevator. I can't even comment on this one.
- While taking an online class exam. Because I don't have enough to worry about.
- Anywhere, doing anything in the airport. As if airports aren't already a pain in the ass enough.
- The subway. Granted, the closest I've been to the subway involved choosing my bread, toppings and drink but I can't imagine that being underground with a bunch of strangers (some of who probably don't use deodorant) is not my idea of a good time.
- In the shower ready to rinse off. I think I might start taking speed showers. Just in case.
- On a ski lift. Hanging 30 feet above the ground with nothing holding you there.
- On a roller coaster. Now this could actually happen to me as I am an avid coaster rider. However, I choose to believe that since I am in fact, a superhero, I am impervious to situations like this.
I'm sure there are more, but my dinner has settled now and my bed is calling to me. That and the Mr. is snoring on the couch and it's driving me absolutely crazy.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Doesn't everyone?
I have quirks. Do you have quirks? Doesn't everyone have quirks? Let's all have quirks!
I wish I could have a brand new pillow. Every. Single. Day.
I wish I could have sheets that have been freshly washed with bleach on my bed. Every night.
I wish everything in my house was able to be color coded or alphabetized. And stay that way.
I wish I could wipe down every solid surface in my house with a Clorox wipe. Every day.
I wish that every item in the refrigerator could be placed according alphabetically or by purpose.
I wish that the cushions on the couch would not smoosh down from wear. Because when they smoosh, they become different sizes and this is wrong.
And yes, I absolutely know what OCD is...
I wish I could have a brand new pillow. Every. Single. Day.
I wish I could have sheets that have been freshly washed with bleach on my bed. Every night.
I wish everything in my house was able to be color coded or alphabetized. And stay that way.
I wish I could wipe down every solid surface in my house with a Clorox wipe. Every day.
I wish that every item in the refrigerator could be placed according alphabetically or by purpose.
I wish that the cushions on the couch would not smoosh down from wear. Because when they smoosh, they become different sizes and this is wrong.
And yes, I absolutely know what OCD is...
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