Today whilst (GOD I LOVE THAT WORD) working on my Etsy shop (yes, I am linking to it again for the umpteenth time. What of it?), I noticed this was the front page:
Just in case you didn’t, let me point out that black hole for you.
UGH, I hate myself for doing this, but I’m going to go ahead and link up to this “art”: https://www.etsy.com/listing/95952741/cat-butt-photography?ref=fp_treasury_7
April Fool’s joke?
Is the joke that someone might actually buy it?
Because I’m sure there are some cat ladies out there who would want that. For $300. Even with the multitude of cat anus that already abounds on the internet.
And people say the prices in my shop are high.
So I finished
screaming my way through watching The Walking Dead.
HO. LY. HELL.
The show is amazing, but daaaammnnn, that shit scary.
To be fair, I still scream at ET and Signs and I Am Legend and Alien and Aliens and The Ring and any Korean horror movie and really any movie where something/someone jumps out even if I’ve seen it twenty times already.
I am a lot of fun to watch movies with, y’all.
One of my favorite TV shows is a British comedy called ‘The IT Crowd.” It’s about a couple of IT guys and their boss, Jen, who work at a large corporation. I’m not sure it’s actually still on the air, but it is on Netflix streaming so if you like things that are funny and awesome (I can’t imagine you wouldn’t since I know you’ve got such great taste, what with reading this blog and whatnot), then you should check it out.
I’ve been thinking about this scene in particular today:
I’m in the middle of something that I know I should just “walk away” from, but like Moss, despite trying to leave things be, I still manage to screw up and start fires.
I can’t be the only one, right? This happens to other people, too, doesn’t it?
I tell myself, “JUST WALK AWAY!” I even do the Moss hand gesture for walking away (really, I do), but it still doesn’t work. I still end up in the middle of things because I can’t help myself. I feel like sometimes I’m the only person who has trouble with this. Why can’t I just keep my mouth shut?
Am I alone? Has this happened to you? Or, if it doesn’t, how do you manage it? I’d love to know.
Today, for the first time in my life, ever, I purchased a frilly, probably-totally-way-too-expensive, frou frou bedspread quilt.
DON’T YOU JUDGE ME (please). *Sigh* Ok, fine. It’s a free country, do what you want.
But first, take a looksie!
Yes, I just dropped a Level 5 pun there.
I hope you had your helmet on because it probably BLEW YOUR MIND.
Like that. But punnier.
$20 says you have that song in your head now.
Oh, wait… now it’s in my head, too.
Reverse ha ha.
But what does it even mean? Honestly, how does one stop AND collaborate AND listen at the same time? Because that’s essentially what Mr. Ice is asking us to do.
Oh V-Ice, I don’t get you. Also, V-Ice is the most unfortunate name ever. I blame you for not fully thinking through your choice of rapper names.
And I only used your
stupid really intelligent song lyrics because they held a tenuous connection to my topic today:
I’m trying to get back into the swing of things. I know I’ve been bad about staying in touch. It’s not you. It’s me.
By the moon and the stars in the sky.
Yeah, I just did that. You know you loved it.
Look, I know I’m not alone in the whole “trying to get back on a regular schedule after vacay” deal, so I think it’s only fair if we pretend as if this awkward space between us never existed. Like how every Mormon handles the one gay kid in the family.
Moving on, here are some of the things I’ve been wanting to share with you since my last post:
Yes, I use words like “vacay.”
Also - I’M GOING ON VACAY!!!
Yeah, I’m totally not rubbing it in.
Sorry I haven’t been posting, I’ve been getting crazy amounts of orders and/or planning for my trip. Clearly, I haven’t been spending any time making up reasons why I’m not posting otherwise I would have come up with something better, like that I took a job as Captain Picard’s assistant but quit when I realized it was just Patrick Stewart. Or that I directed reenactments of every episode of Days of Our Lives using only Rhesus monkeys.
I’ll post more when I get back!
Late last night I saw this on Pinterest. Wha??
I mean, not only did I not expect to find something actually helpful amidst all the shoes and motivational workout posters and yogurt parfait recipes, but really?? Why did I not know this??
Also, does that really work? I mean, it made sense, but it was April Fool’s Day yesterday so I was on my guard.
Well, according to the internets: Yes, yes it does work.
But who am I to just go on the blind faith of what other people tell me? I mean, who am I to do that today? Because if it weren’t a day when I needed to write a blog post, well… who knows?
So, I tested it out using two different methods:
I’ve had something on my mind since yesterday and I need to clarify it for my piece of mind (it’s only going to be funny at the end, so if you want, just skip to the hilarious link). Yesterday I got into a conversation with some friends about weddings, which led to talking about my wedding.
I make no bones about the fact that my wedding was not my ideal or what I had imagined for myself. To keep it short – yes, things went wrong (as they do with any wedding), I took on more than I should have, and I made compromises I shouldn’t have, and it ended up being more stressful than it should have.
Now, here’s where I want to clarify, and I think it’s important because when I say those things about my wedding I think my intent and meaning becomes misinterpreted in a lot of ways.