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Showing posts with label Did the cat pee on my bath towel?. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 12, 2008

"Could I Just Change This Channel!"

(for the record, pic is 6 years old)
Do I have a boujeou" on my nose today? (That is the closest I could get to the french word for booger) I couldn't get a bum to smile by giving him a hundred dollars today. I kept checking the mirror for nose boujeau's or spinach stuck in my front tooth. I even stuck my head inside my shirt for any irregular odors, like did the cat pee on my bath towel? (Sorry but stuff happens sometimes.) I went to the pet store called Mounds and usually everyone laughs at my humor, even the young ones. Not today. The kid did give me a little snack Mounds bar on my way out. Am I supposed to be grateful? I spent $25.00 on three bags of treats and all I get is a quarter sized Mounds? OK, I get it, I had an attitude from somewhere. Could it be I didn't get a day off this week? Ya think? Maybe I got my quota of laughs with Bree yesterday. But then I say that about quota sex too. I figure there must be quota's on all good stuff in life, at least for me, because I haven't seen that commodity for many a year. Sex that is. My Brother says that is what is wrong with me. Ya think? And I am not any ugly stepsister so it has to be the quota deal. I hope there is no quota on.....what? There is....there is unspoken quota's on everything. Sex, alcohol, food, spending, chocolate.....all the good stuff. You can go above and over the unspoken quota but you either get sick, or fat, or die. Wait a minute, sex doesn't kill you, it revives you. Glad I figured that one out before another year passes. Back to changing the channel for today... Then I went to Target. I needed some plastic containers for cookies and darned if I could find them. I inquired to one fellow who sent me afar to no avail. Then I inquired once again to three young teen men, one of whom pointed and said, "Over there." I looked at the one young man that voiced that command as he pointed to a VAST Target store. At least I knew which side of the store I was supposed to head to. I commented, "Over where?" He said he would take me there, he left me at half point and said, "Somewhere in the forest!" I thought to myself....I must look like the Queen of Dumbass today. Not sure his superior would be so happy with his comments to the older lady! I found the plastic on my own. And the next store I went into for cat calming nuggets, I didn't ask anyone for a darn thing just in case. I am home, plan to stay here and plan on a new channel come morning.