Showing posts with label my life is a sit-com. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my life is a sit-com. Show all posts

07 January 2013

jb has a man cold.   if you know anything about men and the fierce man colds that can take them over then you know that we are in dire straights.  desperate times call for desperate measures so i made a very hearty gremolata mushroom and beef stew tonight.   the broth is so velvety and rich you will just want to grab a scotch glass and sip it straight up.  







just in case you aren't familiar with the man cold epidemic here is a glimpse...





09 June 2012



sweet saturday mornings



whoa! cause that face doesn't scream serial killer or anything.  



that's better.

12 March 2012

a good laugh and dog-saving tip


it's been a minute since my last post so i figured i needed to post something worthwhile.  now, that term 'worthwhile" is open to interepration but i figured this post should been funny and have some sort of practical use.  since, i am not capable of such of combination i left it up to some other redheads, louis c.k. and conan.  enjoy.  


20 October 2011

11

dear jb better known as loco mocos-

11 months ago i said "i do".  i am grateful i did! otherwise, i would have missed out on  late night pudding runs, kitty rescues, obvious statements, the warm laundry you heap on me when i am chilly, road trips and animal hats. thanks for being the better half!









extra points for looking like the karate kid in this one!




should we try for a year?


more today than yesterday,

coco

01 September 2011

laundry

we use the term clean laundry real loosely around our house....


21 July 2011

he tries so hard...

last night as we were falling asleep jb was sweetly rubbing my arm.  he leaned over and lovingly whispered, "you are like an alpaca".  i turned to him and said," really?  you think i am a hairy farm animal?"  he carefully answered," see i was worried you might think hairy but i hadn't thought about the farm animal aspect".   i had no words.  so even after he saw red flags with his "compliment" he proceeded.  he quickly responded, "i meant you have such soft skin".  i don't think alpacas are known for their skin...smooth or rough.  i think they are known to spit stomach acid and be hairy, oh and make nice sweaters.   


anyone see something that i am not?

29 March 2011

good idea, bad idea

good idea: answering the door when the fire department unexpectedly knocks on your door at 11 pm. 

bad idea:  answering the door when the fire department unexpectedly knocks on your door at 11 pm wearing your husband's boxer shorts and purple, shin-high cowboy boot slippers.



22 February 2011

fax



i work for the wic program .  i understand that our prgram isn't perfect but when i saw this fax today i thought this was taking it a little too far.   the weak program.  real mature.

18 February 2011

the oddest picture message i ever recieved

not too long ago i received this text message from a dear, quirky friend...




no words.  just her and a statue of Jesus.  she is so somber too.  it reminded me of someone who can't get close enough or isn't allowed to take a picture with a celebrity so they take an awkward picture like the one above.  why is the obvious question here but who knows is the only answer.  naturally, i saved it as her caller id.

02 February 2011

my 2nd grade book report

ah yes, my 2nd grade book report.  the second grade refers only to the age but not the quality.  the quality was first grade, if you count comedy as quality.  i had to do a book report about white fang.  let me tell you that i loved that white fang!  (by the way, just one fang?)  i put a lot of passion and heart into that report.  i reached from the depth of my tiny 2nd grade heart and poured out a literary masterpiece.  the words flowed out effortlessly.  it was an in-class book report.  i brought it home to proudly show my mom.  she nearly hit the floor, it was great.  but it was great for one reason...a spelling error on my part-that forever will haunt me.  my book report was not about white fang at all...but white fag.  yes, that's right, white fag.  someone wash my mouth out with soap!  yes, i forgot the "n" in each and every fang.  sigh.  thanks a lot mrs. stevenson for throwing me under the bus on that one!

my mom's favorite line?  " i love white fag.  white fag is brave and strong." 

this post was brought to you by the letter "n".

18 January 2011

sassy

i was going through some old photos on my phone and stumbled upon this photo that made me laugh.  first you should know a little back story so the photo is in proper context.  i was completing a mandated training for work.  of course, the computer was acting up and i was trying to scroll back to the first page.  suddenly this sweet and subtle error message popped up. 


at first my mouth dropped in shock and i started laughing.  i really couldn't believe it. then in the words of stephanie from full house i thought, "how rude!".  how sassy!  i think i gathered every co-worker from my office to witness the error message on my screen.  i have since moved from the denial and anger stage to acceptance.  thanks for asking.  and yes, sassy and i still work together...some days are better than others. 

what about you?  do you have any funny technology stories?