When I looked at my last post, I realized that somehow I lost a day and put the wrong date on it. How does that happen? I think when you lose your job, you should automatically get one of those calendars where you rip the paper each day and it keeps you current on the day and date.
Lester is still alive which is fantastic. Except now I realize that at some point, I'm going have to clean his tank. I have no idea how to do that. I guess I will have to look that up on the internet today. I'm sure somewhere there are step by step instructions, probably with a video or pictures. I'm a little nervous about this whole cleaning thing, but I guess I maybe should have thought through this a little more when I bought him.
I went to Wal-Mart yesterday. It seems like every other person there brought their kid. And all those kids were NAUGHTY. There was this family in line behind me and they told their kid no to something, ( I didn't turn around to look) and then kid, who was like 3 or 4 started banging himself into something and yelling ( again, I did not turn around to look). It just blew my mind. When I was a kid, I never would have pulled that crap at a store. All my mom or dad had to do was give you a look and you knew you were out of line. As we got older though, my sisters and I did enjoy filling the cart at the grocery store with things my mom would never buy. You know, stuff like artichoke hearts, ( before we knew they were good) pickled pigs feet, stuff like that. My mom would walk away to grab something and before she knew it, we would have stuff in the cart, she would see it, we would laugh and then unload it, move on to the next aisle, where we would do it again.
When I am done here, I'm going to try to start a campaign on Facebook to get rid of that McDonald's commercial for the filet 'o fish with the stupid singing fish. I can't stand that commercial. I mean, if Facebook can get NBC to talk with Betty White about SNL, I'm sure we can use it to get rid of one of the more annoying commercials ever.
Friday, February 26, 2010
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