CrAZy!!!
Hahaha… the funny things kids do… roflmao… seriously that kid busts me up…
(damn I am cruel!)
*remind self to enroll monkey in dance lessons*
Freakin’ Hilarious Movie!!
Forgetting Sarah Marshall - Gag Reel
I love out takes! Seriously… I fucking loved this movie!!! Some of the best lines come from the newly married doode… omg… laughed sooo hard… soo needed it!!
An Odd Start to The Morning
Wow… you ever just truly have one of those days in which .. just.. I da even know??? I have been sitting at Starbucks for 50 minutes and have been approached 3 4 times already by just the most outrageous, interesting, and well… truly unique people I have ever seen/meet. Not sure what the deal is today…the election, the air, something funky in the free Starbucks coffee or who knows… thinking I must have that look to me that says… yes, please come tell me your crazy ass life story!!??
Anyways, while sitting in the corner of Starbucks typing away the first person to approach me was a gentleman with a truly unique persona. He was very enthusiastic and asked if he may speak with me for a moment before really moving forward with the conversation. I looked at him somewhat puzzled and nodded. He started rambling about the weather and how today must be his lucky day. He went on to tell me that I look like a geni and that today things would be revealed to me. Wasn’t even sure how to respond so I just told him I wasn’t granting anymore wishes at the moment, which gave him a chuckle, and he left with this odd Cheshire cat grin on his face. This kinda freaked me out a bit as sometimes people say such odd things to me and just look at me like… just wait. Ever see that movie, The Truman Show? Yeah, sometimes I swear I feel like its my life!
Back to the computer for a mere 5 minutes and another gentleman approached me. He was older and very pleasant. He wanted to take a quick peek at my computer and asked how I liked it and such. We had a nice conversation and he mentioned he was working on developing a new software to protect against hackers. He said he was interested in hiring testers if anyone’s interested? ;) Anyways… for some reason this just gave me a bit of the giggles but at least it was a decent conversation and I was no longer feeling like some girl that needed to go hide out in her bottle.
As soon as the gentleman left, a woman approached me. She was older and not dressed very well. Her brown hair was thin, somewhat brushed and her face was very red… almost windburned looking. Her eyes were very deep and truly the story was there. She apologized for interrupting me but she wanted to know where in the neighborhood the homeless people lived?! She said she wanted to “help” them and then she started to ramble about her life and how her parents abandoned her and how she was bipolar and wanted to be stable and on and on. She wasn’t unpleasant nor rude or abrasive but I just was not sure what it was she wanted from me. She just continued to tell me she just wanted to help those people and she didn’t know how to go about doing it. I wasn’t really sure what to tell her either, so I just smiled and told her she had a beautiful dream and wished her well. Suppose it was my nice way of trying to say please leave, but she didn’t. She rambled a bit more and then finally walked away after thanking me for listening to her. Suppose I wasn’t really in the mood to listen to her… and in reality I didn’t all that much, but I guess it was more of a respect issue there. Sometimes its just nice to be heard… I get that.
Finally, my cousin’s wife saw me and started screaming my name in that… “OMG girlfriend WTF are you doing here” kinda way… like she forgot I had moved back to Cali or something. We chatted a bit and was nice to see her again (There is some history there with the family… won’t go into detail.. but yeah) Anyways, always so much fun to have to be asked details about my divorce/move and what I am up to now… can’t wait to be done with those conversations!
So, finally through with chatting to people and my time is up… off to pick up the monkey from preschool!
**Oh yes… and the strange man that talks to himself, wears sweats, a leather biker jacket, a sombrero hat, and carries a yellow bucket was in here as well reading the stock pages yet again circling things and taking notes… **
Peter Sings “Land Down Under”
HAAAAHAHAHAHA. Ok, well besides the fact that I just love Family Guy and think Seth MacFarlane may just be the sexist man on the planet… this video cracks me up. Seriously… I laughed for like 20 minutes (sue me… I do giggle at goofy shit!)
I love the song, “Land Down Under” too :)
The Monkey and his Peanut Butter
Don’t ever leave a tired 3 year old majorly hyped up on candy alone for even 2 MINUTES with a jar of peanut butter!!!!!
Among his other unique and special talents… he is also going to be an artist… whoot!!
ahhahahahah :)
My Words Explained
I tend to speak in a funny manner sometimes… I blame the fact that I pick up random words from people, customize them, and/or alter them. I also make up words often. Below is just a description of a few of them.
emotionalist- this is pretty much what I call myself. A psychology type of term that just describes my state of being- and an emotional one at that.
mee- this is my exaggerated “me” … like I would say mee too (said like… oooo yes totally.. ME TOO!)
ladee- a version of lady. my kiwi friend called me this forever so for some reason it stayed… sometimes if I was being crazy (crazee).. he was would add an extra e for emphasis (ladeee)
doode- a version of dude… just the updated way of saying. lots of people use it I know.
gawd- in place of god and slightly exaggerated as well and sometimes said with a southern drawl there.
sweet-o I add (o) to lots of my words sometimes .. neat-o… coolio… fantastic-o
s-w-e-e-t just full on awesomeness
monkey- that would be my son or really any male I think is ok in my books
mista- my guy buddies
hippos- a form of love like between friends or relatives
wewe- my sis who cracks me up!!
babe- a word I use lots (hi babe.. whats up babe.. pass me the red wine babe)
babee- baby. Just exagerated.. like yo babee
funk- whack, wicked, awesome, crazee, insane, indescribable
funkdified- way funk.. mainly “something” is funkdified
schtuff- stuff… kinda like shit stuff though
lil’- little but cuter
fukeroma- major fuk up or like a big dang!
okie- Similar to Okay which is old skool for like O’kay mom.. I will clean my room! okie is just a little sweeter :)
Lolo’s Way… the definition
Long time ago… um maybe 10 years or so, my sister in law had a baby girl that was just learning to talk. She could not pronounce my name so she called me lolo. It was a nickname that stuck with me for her and also her little brother later on there.
When I would watch them or play with them I would do things differently I suppose than there mother. So, the little things I used to do… just like the way I make a peanut butter sandwich was deemed - Lolo’s way. It kind of became a joke but it also stuck with me there as it truly described my way of doing things… just a tad bit different I guess.
When I decided to start this blog I wanted something for me… this is my place and I do things here my way… for me- and no… my way is not always the best way, but you know what.. thats just fine by me. So now you know.
The Couch Search
So, I got on a weird kick today (ok.. shopping is NEVER a weird kick) but for some reason I wanted to lighten up the living room and decided a new couch was the answer. So I searched the standard places online to see if anything caught my fancy… and then my brain kinda just went *fizz* and I could not think of other places that sold couches… so I googled couch… this is what came up!!!
Seriously considering some nice chairs now or something!!!
Dying of Laughter…
When my sister tells me of her stories about school (she is a teacher) and stuff that happens to her daily, she truly does not understand how amusing it is to me…. perhaps I am amused easily?? I swear though I laughed sooo damn hard over this story … shit.. I can barely type ‘cause I am still giggling.
Anyways, we are talking tonight and I ask her how school is going…
“oohh its great, kids this year are pretty good… except, I swear this one kid in class today was picking at a wart… like for a LONG time… I kept telling him to stop… I was like… adam… stop picking at your wart its gross… but he wouldn’t! Finally it started to bleed and he asks to get a Kleenex… so I give him the box and tell him to just stop touching it.
I swear 2 minutes later, he was BACK at … picking!! Finally he goes ah ha.. got it…like he picked the thing OFF… and of course it was bleeding all over the place… seriously it was gross. I go look at him and he is like gushing blood so I am like shit… adam go to the nurse and get a band aid.
So he leaves… 2 min. later the nurse calls me over and I go check up on him and he is sitting there with his finger all wrapped. All of a sudden the kid passes out… from what now… I da know, shit… probably from blood loss or shock or something from picking off his dam wart! So, now the nurse freaks and picks up the poor kid from the floor and he has a big ole bruise on his head… then he pees his pants as he wakes up!!
Fuk… so now I have to go call 911 ‘cause he passed out. And you know who shows up to help him out… yeah those hottie ambulance guys. So the kid is fine but I am stuck there trying to explain to the ambulance dudes how he picked some nasty ass wart off his hand… bleed all over, passed out, and peed himself. And of course the principal is there documenting the whole damn thing and kept asking me what the hell did I do?!!? Fun day!”
After this I think I was on the floor rolling around barely able to breathe…. sooo close to peeing my own pants from laughter. Anyways.. had to share, it was tooo good not to.
Digg’s Bury Brigade
..hahahahahaha