Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Lobotomy
This evening (after my trek on the treadmill - 2.5 miles tonight for a total of 3 today! look at me go!) after my shower, I was taking out contacts, brushing teeth and all of that jazz, when I heard an eerily cheerful mechanical voice calling out, "I feel great! I feel great! I feel great!" I recognized the voice as belonging to one Sing and Snore Ernie that we have had for about 10 years. Remember when those were the hot toy? We got one. After a chorus of exlamations of wellbeing, he shut up. I had visions of his cheery orange self, standing over my 5-year-old with a pillow over her head, yelling, "I feel great." But he shut up, so I forgot about it until... he started in again!!! I frantically scrambled around in the 5-yr-old's room in the dark until I found him burried in the toy chest in there. Apparently not really feeling so great. So, I ripped open his velcro pouch, got out my tiny screwdriver set and de-batteried him. I performed a lobotomy on Sing and Snore Ernie. Rest in peace, Ernie. Or at least shut up.
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I think there is a policy about checking these type of sites while at work but I do it anyway because I hate working and if they ever ask I will tell them...but anyway. I am reading this today and laughing out loud. Are you TRYING to get me fired! Seriously!
Yeah team Mason! We are moving now
You bet your sweet bippy (something my grandpa would say), we are moving! I logged another half mile at noon today and have the dried-on cleavage sweat to prove it. And the only reason there is cleavage to collect sweat is due to my pushup bra. But I digress.
I am not trying to get you fired. My life is just so damn amusing, I have to share it. If it makes you feel any better, I laughed out loud thinking of you laughing out loud at work. We're so mutually amusing.
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