Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Work, Snowday and Funny things Kids Say~ WTHW
Another episode of What the Hell Wednesday. I missed last week with a case of the bluey blues. I was just feeling yucky and unmotivated, What the Hell? But I'm back with a vengeance and joining the ladies at Blue Monkey Butt for more Wednesday fun. Get some stuff off your chest and join in.
I have a (very) part time job. One day a week (sometimes two) I venture away from my family for some quiet adult time. It's a store that is mainly frequented by men. It's a relaxing atmosphere even when busy. Some of the guys even try to flirt, What the Hell? So I had this guy over the weekend who was chatting me up and when it came time for him to check out he made some comment about hoping his credit card would work and asking if he could use mine if it didn't. I told him I didn't have any credit cards to which he replied, "You must be married. Did hubby cut you off?" What the Hell? I'm sure this happens but I'm not a huge shopper and can not imagine being married to someone who would "cut me off." Just saying.
It's March 3. I live in Virginia. It's a SNOWDAY! What the Hell? I have pictures of the kids from previous years in shorts...in January. My daffodils were already coming up. Now they are covered in snow. Fortunately the kids are playing nicely so far. It's only 9 am. Fingers are crossed.
I watched The Parenthood last night. I cried. Several times. What the Hell. This is going to be a really good show if they keep it up.
I had hope of a wine review tonight while the kids and Hubster were at church for choir practice. Due to snow it may not happen. I will only say WTH to that one as I don't want to say the "H" word in the same sentence as church. Just doesn't feel right.
Speaking of Hell. Pudding Pop enlightened me on the way to dance class yesterday. She said, "Mommy. When you are bad, bad, bad, you go down, down, down." I say "Oh really?" She says "Yep. All the way down to the devil." It was almost as if she was going to break into a song. She also told me that nice people go "up.". I asked where she thought she would go..."up", Mommy?..."up", Daddy?..."up". Ashley (the dog)..."up". Her brother?..."down, down, down" (again with the song) I asked why. "Because he is always mean to me." What the Hell?