- Why do we have the loudest Recycling box on the street? Seriously, Daryl in NYC can probably hear them emptying it.
- Does anyone ever have that invisible hair that somehow falls out of your head, gets stuck under your bra and tickles you to smithereens? After you have clawed yourself to death, you finally find it. Then you cuss.
- Speaking of bras, I think I need to throw out all of mine and get all new ones.
- My new Facebook account is causing all kinds of consternation among the teen set in my house.
- How on earth is the cat not bald? I swear I vacuumed up her entire coat on the stairs yesterday.
- I still haven't found a new dry cleaner after the big fire burned ours down. The growing pile isn't pretty.
- I am going to call today Friday Eve.
April 1st
7 months ago
20 comments:
I love Friday Eve, but what do we do with Sunday?
And Facebook? My children keep updating my status as a "gift" to me. That means my friends are reading that I am eating right now ... or worse.
Wait until they're in their 20's. Mine are thrilled that I'm on Facebook now, and I have no idea what I'm doing with the dang thing!
I'm on Facebook too and my son hates it. But, I don't care.
Yep! Need to throw out bras here too.
I don't have a stray hair that tickles me in my bra... but I do have a left shoulder strap that CAN NOT STAY UP. Like my shoulder has morphed into a slide. Not just with one bra, with all of them. Gah.
There are hairs that are invisible? You're lucky. Every single unwanted hair on my body is not only visible but requires daily shaving of multiple body parts up to and including my upper lip.
Happy Friday Eve!
I don't know - I think our recycling "toter" can give yours a run for its money! Last week, the truck ran into it (it was NOT sticking out into the alley at all!) and pushed it before backing up a couple of times to get into the right position to empty it. Who is driving these trucks?
Now, when you say you're going to throw out all your bras, you DO intend on buying new ones to replace them, right? I mean, you're not talking hippie revolution are you? Just asking.
You know, wine bottles make for an awful amount of racket when they're jostled around....I'm just sayin'....
Bra shopping. That's about as fun as trying on jeans, or worse yet, swimsuits. Oh the horror.
Friday Eve sounds good to me.
I will trade you 2 labs for one cat, then you can have some pet hair!
Facebook, no way here. I have been TOLD. I am however, allowed to see NSLO's when I ask. It is part of the deal.
Searching for a new dry cleaner doesn't sound like fun. Kind of like trying to find a new hairdresser. I wish you luck and hope it goes well!
Friday Eve is perfect for the day after hump day!
I know what you mean about cat hair. Last weekend we pulled out the refrigerator & the freezer to clean underneath them. It was horrible and turned out to be mostly cat hair! Truly gross.
Is Facebook bad? What?
I love you #45.....
Hallie :)
Facebook? come find me! Have you spoken to Flea about bras?
I don't have a Facebook account. I prefer to lurk using my daughter's login!! Heehee!
Happy Friday Eve! I'll drink a bottle, um, glass of wine in your honor this evening:) Cheers!
Friday Eve...I like it! I am going to tell that one to hubby too. Makes the weekend sound longer. Oh and the hair thing? That was me, yesterday, sitting in swim class next to one of the news station weather ladies. Yep I dug down my bra sitting next to a meteorologist.
Hi
Love your blog and just added you to my list of blogs I am reading. You are totally intertaining when I am supposed to be working. The New England pictures are pretty cool too!
Gee, I wonder why you have the loudest recycling box...hmmmm...I'm gonna think real HARD about it.
Just went down bra road many posts ago. Turns out it's rendering me incapable of breathing. I need to go down the panties road and while there, the sock road.
Recycle drivers hate their job so they want to let everyone know by being as loud as possible.
I should recycle. That would be a nice hobby. Sigh....
you're on facebook???? my daughter had a fit about mine...
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