So there are two banks located next to each other, one I bank with and one I don't bank with. So which one would I go to? Obviously the one I DON'T bank with, excuse me Ma'am do you realize you are not at your bank? Ooops, I am more bothered that I was called Ma'am than being an idiot.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
When you gotta go....you gotta go!
We ski a lot.....I mean we ski A LOT. Sometimes I don't want to ski the whole day and today was one of them. I dropped everyone off and planned on meeting them after lunch. I drove to the very end of the crowded resort to finally find a place to park. I enjoyed relaxing and reading and happened to drink all of my husbands coffee he left in the car in his 16 oz. travel mug. Within minutes.......I had to pee....sigh...bad.....pretty, pretty bad. There was no way I was gonna make it all the way to the lodge without peeing my pants. Sooooo....I climbed into the back of the car and filled his mug right back up. Of course I dumped it..........and went right back to reading. When he came back to the car for lunch and wondered where his coffee went.....I let him know that I drank it and then I explained my dilemma I endured while he was gone......I thought it was kinda funny....he did not. He also threw his favorite mug away....so dramatic.
We ski a lot.....I mean we ski A LOT. Sometimes I don't want to ski the whole day and today was one of them. I dropped everyone off and planned on meeting them after lunch. I drove to the very end of the crowded resort to finally find a place to park. I enjoyed relaxing and reading and happened to drink all of my husbands coffee he left in the car in his 16 oz. travel mug. Within minutes.......I had to pee....sigh...bad.....pretty, pretty bad. There was no way I was gonna make it all the way to the lodge without peeing my pants. Sooooo....I climbed into the back of the car and filled his mug right back up. Of course I dumped it..........and went right back to reading. When he came back to the car for lunch and wondered where his coffee went.....I let him know that I drank it and then I explained my dilemma I endured while he was gone......I thought it was kinda funny....he did not. He also threw his favorite mug away....so dramatic.
Just Eat It!!
We don't eat out a lot and we definitely don't eat at McDonald's. While on a road trip we stopped by McDonald's to grab a quick breakfast. We handed the kids their food and they looked at it in disgust. We've trained them so well that they moaned and groaned about the disgusting food. My husband and I yelled "just eat it!!" as we yelled we looked at each other and started laughing. What kind of parents have to yell at their kids to eat McDonald's. Kids love that crap....except mine.
We don't eat out a lot and we definitely don't eat at McDonald's. While on a road trip we stopped by McDonald's to grab a quick breakfast. We handed the kids their food and they looked at it in disgust. We've trained them so well that they moaned and groaned about the disgusting food. My husband and I yelled "just eat it!!" as we yelled we looked at each other and started laughing. What kind of parents have to yell at their kids to eat McDonald's. Kids love that crap....except mine.
All By Myself............
I was all ready to run my 8 miles this morning, go to hit play on the Ipod and all I hear is silence. What?!? Um....Hello?!? Its dead........could it have anything to do with the little ride it took in the washing machine....probably. So I think, I can do this....right? Psh...I've never ran without music...one time won't kill me. So I reluctantly begin running. About 20 feet in..... my mind begins racing......it's thinking about all kinds of crap......and I don't like it one bit....After a mile in I decide not to take my original turn because there is no way in hell I am running this 8 miles without music.....It just can't be done. So I aim for 4 miles instead. I did it....it was slow and torturous.....and I discovered that I annoy myself......I don't want to hear myself breath and pant........I don't like thinking that much.........and that was way too much time to spend with myself. Today, I am very thankful for music in the world.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Stupid Exercise
I exercise often, some think too much but I think its a normal amount. The other day I wasn't in the mood to exercise at all. I went for a 2 mile walk with the family and that was plenty for me. I had that small nagging feeling that I should ride my bike to pick up the car that my husband abandoned that morning on his bike ride. I didn't want to but that stupid small voice kept saying "just do it!" Ugh! fine. I angrily got my bike and noticed the seat was too high and needed to be adjusted so I started looking for a thingy. After 20 minutes of looking I was unsuccessful and angrily put my bike away, grabbed my keys and started walking. After a 1 1/2 miles I thought this is stupid, I don't want to walk I should call the hubs to come get me but realized I didn't even bring my phone. Sigh,... I guess I could run now then I won't have to tomorrow, except that only lasted for 1 minute before I realized I didn't have a running bra on and the ladies were everywhere. So I continued to walk and laugh at myself for such stupidity and ended up walking 7 miles to the car. It was exhausting since I wasn't in the mood. Once I got home hubs was worried and wondered what took so long. Apparently I should have asked him for help and he would had directed me to Allen Wrench, whoever he is.
I exercise often, some think too much but I think its a normal amount. The other day I wasn't in the mood to exercise at all. I went for a 2 mile walk with the family and that was plenty for me. I had that small nagging feeling that I should ride my bike to pick up the car that my husband abandoned that morning on his bike ride. I didn't want to but that stupid small voice kept saying "just do it!" Ugh! fine. I angrily got my bike and noticed the seat was too high and needed to be adjusted so I started looking for a thingy. After 20 minutes of looking I was unsuccessful and angrily put my bike away, grabbed my keys and started walking. After a 1 1/2 miles I thought this is stupid, I don't want to walk I should call the hubs to come get me but realized I didn't even bring my phone. Sigh,... I guess I could run now then I won't have to tomorrow, except that only lasted for 1 minute before I realized I didn't have a running bra on and the ladies were everywhere. So I continued to walk and laugh at myself for such stupidity and ended up walking 7 miles to the car. It was exhausting since I wasn't in the mood. Once I got home hubs was worried and wondered what took so long. Apparently I should have asked him for help and he would had directed me to Allen Wrench, whoever he is.
Sunday, January 5, 2014
It was a dark night....late too...close to 8:00 p.m. and I couldn't take the windshield wiper fluid light blinking at me anymore. I decided to take matters into my own hands..and a funnel. I was proud until I noticed the light wasn't going off. How can this be? It must be broken or could it be that I put it in the brake fluid filler upper thingy?
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