Welcome to the Halloween version of Saturday Silliness! It's the video extravaganza! Why? Because I can't just pick one. Look at it as a "But wait! There's more!" kind of thing. No, you won't get a set of Ginsu knives. Darn it all. Now on to the silliness!
Some funnies:
And the trailer from my favorite movie to watch on Halloween (If you haven't seen 'Lady in White,' you really should go out and rent it. So good!):
Have a fun and happy Halloween everyone! Feel free to send me any Snickers bars your kids don't want!
It's Friday and you know what that means! No, not that. Guess again. Okay, I'll just tell you. It's the Twitter Ho-down over at Fellowship of the Traveling Smarty Pants! You should play along. It will make your life complete. That is, if by "complete" you mean exactly like it was before.
The one-liners
I'm here! Now what?
2 days until my blogoversary and nothing planned for it. I may need to get a plethora of piñatas.
Everything you ever wanted to know about *ahem* but were afraid to ask: Parenting 101 http://bit.ly/1U3UIQ
Just got back from the bus stop, but I'm not in my jammies. Why? Because I fell asleep in my clothes last night. Confused the bus driver.
I'm back. Let the wild rumpus start!
Just got back from the bathroom. My daughter clogged the toilet with what looks like an entire roll of t.p. Her butt's just not that big.
weightwhat @HeatherSunseri Happy Birthday! I'd send you some cake, but I ate it. I can't be trusted around cake.
It's my blogoversary today! Where are my presents? What? There are no presents? What about the plethora of piñatas I was hoping for? Really? Nothing? Hmph. I see how you are...
For today's fabulous blogoversary extravaganza, I've decided to do a "best of" of sorts. Plus a bit extra. Yes, I've searched my blog to find my 3.5 fan's (the .5 fan is kinda wishy-washy) favorites and post 'em again. Why? Because I couldn't come up with anything more original. So, for your viewing annoyment enjoyment, I present the following...
Best post (it's from my "Life is Funny" blog carnival)
"A Little Extra Effort"
The following story is not mine. But it sure seems like something I'd do.
I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynecologist when early one morning I received a call from his office. I had been re-scheduled for early that morning at 9:30 am. I had just packed everyone off to school and it was 8:45 a.m. already. The trip to his office usually took about 35 minutes so I didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I'm sure, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. I rushed upstairs, threw off my dressing gown, wet the washcloth and gave myself a wash in "that area" in front of the sink, taking extra care to make sure I was presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room only a few minutes when he called me in. Knowing the procedure, as most of us do, I hopped on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Hawaii or some other place a million miles away from here. I was a little surprised when he said, "My... we have taken a little extra effort this morning, haven't we?" But I didn't respond. The appointment was over. I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
The rest of the day went normally - some shopping, cleaning, and the evening meal, etc. At 8:30 that evening, my 14-year old daughter was getting ready to go to a school dance when she called down from the bathroom, "Mom, where's my washcloth?" I called back for her to get another one from the cabinet. She called back "No! I need the one that was here by the sink. It had all my glitter and sparkles in it!"
It has come to my attention that some of you out there are not yet parents. I figured this out using my keen observation and by reading the following letter:
Dear Wendy,
We are not parents yet, but would like to be. Can you help us?
Signed, Desperate to Use Your Parenting 101 Tips
Being the helpful sort that I am, I will give my expert guidance on the subject. How does one *ahem* become a parent in the first place? The following video should explain everything very clearly.
It's that time again! Who has something funny to share? Do your post and sign up with Mr. Linky below. Don't keep the funny to yourself!
Today's post is not my own work. Hey, I've told you before that bloggers steal stuff. This comes from an email that my mom forwarded to me and it's just too funny not to pass up...
CUP OF TEA
One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 3 years old, and someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a gift. It was one of my favorite toys.
Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought him a little cup of 'tea', which was just water.
After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my mom came home. My dad made her sit quietly in another room, so Mom could watch me bring Dad the cup of tea, because I was so cute.
Mom waited, and sure enough, I came walking down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy. Mom watches Dad drink from the tea cup.
Then she says, (as only a mother would know... :) "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"
So now it's your turn! What have you brought to share with us today?
Today's Saturday Silliness goes out to all the single gals out there. It's tough to find a good man, isn't it? Well luckily, you've come to my blog and I'm here to help out. What you need is just a little basic instruction to get you on your way to marital bliss. Just watch the following video, and you'll be hearing church bells ringing in no time!
Hello, my name is Wendy and I've been a Twitter Slacker. Again. Yup, been a bit light on the Twitter again. But hey, it saves you from all that extra reading, right? So here ya go. The best and worst of my week on Twitter. You're welcome.
The one liners
I'm early for an appt. Clearly this signals the end of days.
It's raining. In Washington. Crazy, huh?
Pringles and chocolate gelato: The new breakfast of champions.
br8kthru @weightwhat when I said make some trouble- I didn't mean harassing me...
weightwhat @br8kthru No, you only thought you meant not to harass you. In actuality, you live for being harassed by me. Denying it will get you nowhere
br8kthru @weightwhat I have been instructed to deny, deny, deny... By whom? that's for me to know & you to find out.
weightwhat @br8kthru Shall it be torture then? Bring out the comfy chair and the soft cushions!
br8kthru @weightwhat Okay, commence the confusion... Now I'm just lost. Was bound to happen really...
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My daughter is not a dancer. Never has been. When she was a tiny little thing, the closest thing to dancing she would do was arm movements. I don't know that I've ever known of a baby that doesn't like to dance. It's just odd. I thought she might learn to appreciate dancing as she got older, but no. It's like pulling teeth to get her to dance. I thought that her love for iCarly ("Random Dancing") would change her mind. Not so much. So if I'm going to shake my booty, I'll be doing it by myself. Such a sad story.
There's something else I was thinking about today. My daughter associates church with food. The first thing that comes out of her mouth when we talk about going to church is, "Can I have a doughnut?" She gets excited to go to church, but I'm not sure it's because of church or because of the sprinkle doughnut that she seems to think has her name on it. I may never know the truth.
Huh.
My daughter doesn't dance and church means food.
I think I may be raising a Baptist.
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It's time for some Saturday Silliness! Today's little ditty was tweeted about by my bloggy friend, Ginny, recently. It was just too good not to pass along! Enjoy!
Another week of Twitter happenings. Yes, it's time for the Twitter Ho-down! I didn't do a whole lot of tweeting this week, so it will be interesting to see what I come up with for this post...
redclaydiaries Feeling guilty for vegging, I got up. Instantly exhausted. Vegging recommenced.
weightwhat @redclaydiaries You should never neglect your veg. So let it be said, so let it be done.
redclaydiaries @weightwhat Thank you. I shall now consider myself ordered to veg. So let it be done.
And the ‘why don’t you just post the whole conversation’ ones
Helenatrandom @weightwhat I have been sitting here for over half an hour trying to think of something spiritual for a Sunday post...it is not happening...
weightwhat @sarahmsalter I can't get my dvr to let me watch a different show than what's being recorded. Technical genius I am not.
Helenatrandom @weightwhat Can you get your daughter to do it for you? Don't they come out of the womb knowing how to program technologcal things now?
weightwhat @Helenatrandom Usually that's the case, but not with my daughter. Maybe I didn't get enough folic acid while I was pregnant.
Helenatrandom @weightwhat Maybe you didn't play enough video games while pregnant. You know, like moms who play mozart so the kiddo will have music talent
Helenatrandom @weightwhat Start watching on find out! Do you have COMCAST because he is ONDEMAND! (Did I mention RAWR!?)
weightwhat @Helenatrandom Helen, please stop licking your computer screen. It's only a picture of him, not the real him.
There is a chore that brings terror to the hearts of most parents: Shopping. Why? Because they have to bring along little Tommy or Sally, maybe even both, and that's just asking for trouble. There's the whining, the begging, the tantrums... And don't even get me started on the children's behavior. But shopping is a necessary evil because those frozen chicken pot pies and L'Eggs pantyhose are not going to just show up on your doorstep. So what's a parent to do? Well folks, you've come to the right place because I have your solution.
That's right, the claw game. Just stick Junior into the machine while you shop. He/she is completely contained and they have plenty of toys to play with to keep themself entertained. Safety isn't even an issue because, hey, we all know that no one ever wins at those games. Stupid claw won't hold on to anything long enough for you to win. Yes, your precious youngster will be safe and sound until you get back. Once you're done with your shopping, just call for one of the friendly store security personnel to come open up the machine to get your child out. They're always happy to help! Yes, it's a win-win all around. Now go and enjoy that pot pie!
Time for more Life is Funny, the blog carnival that makes you realize that your life is funnier than you think. Want to play along? Post something silly on your blog then sign up below on Mr. Linky. How easy is that?
My life has not been feeling very funny today. I've had to carry a roll of toilet paper with me wherever I go because I've used up all the tissues.
Yup, horrible allergies. At least, I hope it's allergies and I'm not getting sick yet again. Not much funny about horrible sinus pressure and a chapped nose, is there? No, no there is not. The snot has clouded my brain and I just couldn't see the funny. But then I remembered a little something from my childhood. One day when I was little, I went to give my mom a kiss...
Mom: That sure was a wet kiss!
Me: That's because my nose is running.
So you see, sometimes snot can me funny. Oh, and beware children bearing wet kisses!
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This week, I decided to bring you a little Saturday Night Silliness. This one goes out to all the single ladies out there...
Yeah girls, these guys could be looking for you! Sure, this video was made back in the 80's, but I'm guessing that these klassy guys are still single...
Let's just admit it right now. Bloggers steal stuff. We do. Got nothing to write about? Just check out some other blogs and see what you can steal. So that's where I am today. I've been feeling less than creative but still feeling like I should post something. Anything, really. And then I read my bloggy friend's blog. Marnie, I just want to thank you right now for stealing the idea from other people so that I could steal it from you. Keep up the good work!
So, what's the topic? Things I don't support. Hey, I hardly even need to think about this one! I love not having to think. If you don't feel like thinking, feel free to steal this blog topic, too. Hey, I'm a giver that way. Now, on to the list!
Things I Don't Support
People who are intolerant of other people's cultures.
The Dutch.
Sorry, I just couldn't help myself there.
Those stupid little foil/paper covers they put over the tops of bottles that you have to tear off before you can get to the food/beverage inside. Why can't they put bigger flaps on them so that they're easier to get off? Should I really need to get out a knife to open my milk bottle? Yes, I'm ranting. And? Don't make me put you on my list.
Underwear with inadequate elastic that falls down when you wear it.
People who take themselves too seriously.
Seafood. Ick.
Mushrooms hiding in my food.
Those really bright headlights that blind you even on the low setting.
Ice cream companies making their containers smaller.
Cookies that try to make raisins look like chocolate chips. That's just wrong.
Mean people.
People who throw their cigarette butts on the ground. Isn't it enough that you pollute the air? You've gotta pollute the ground, too?
Bratz dolls.
Tissue paper without lotion in it.
People who steal antenna balls. Really?
All political commercials.
Sunburns.
Do-it-yourself projects that I can't do.
Commuter coffee cups that can't go in the dishwasher. Learned that one the hard way. A couple of times.
People from Belgium who visit your blog every day but never, ever, leave a comment.
Okay, I'm going to leave it at that for now. I may revisit the topic sometime though. You know, when I have nothing to write about. Maybe I should start making a list...
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One evening this week we were sitting at the table and the tv was on one of those educational shows (Spongebob Squarepants). You know, it's true when they say that educational programing can lead to discussion. In the episode that was on that night, a caterpillar changed into a butterfly. Under water. Because it's Spongebob. This is the conversation that followed:
Daughter: Butterflies can't really go underwater.
Husband: No, they can't. Do you want to know something else about butterflies?
Daughter: Okay.
Husband: How do butterflies taste?
Daughter: Like chicken?
Yup, that's my daughter! It's a good thing I didn't have a mouthful of food at the time.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, butterflies taste things with their feet.
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Hooray! It's Saturday Silliness time! And let's just say that I spared no expense when I traveled the world looking for something silly for you today! C'mon, let's just say it. I didn't say it had to be true. Make sure you watch until the end because entertainment like this is a rare find. Enjoy!
sarahmsalter @makeadiff21 My grandma always said nice girls don't color their hair, paint their nails, or wear colored underwear. Times have changed...
weightwhat @sarahmsalter Except the colored underwear part. Only a hussy would wear colored underwear.
PamperingBeki Mid-day check in. Everyone here good? Good. If you need anything let me know. *fist bump to all of you* Back to work I go.
weightwhat @PamperingBeki I need a giant chocolate bar, a massage and a pony. When can you get back to me with that?
br8kthru I smile @ EVERYONE- really- but I'm thinking I should stop smiling @ them in the bathroom. It's weird. PS guess where I just came from
weightwhat @br8kthru It wouldn't be so weird if you didn't follow up the smiling by telling everyone that you're wearing new Superman underpants.
sarahmsalter @makeadiff21 Yeah, I'm feisty on any/every day that strangers are going to invade my "personal space" with needles & other "pokey" objects.
makeadiff21 It's never a good thing when a friend of your child runs up 2 U after school and whispers to you that your daughter got sent to the office.
weightwhat I sure hope my daughter does something odd today so I'll have something to blog about.
Well, thanks for stopping by! And remember to mind your underwear, huh? You never know when you may be in an accident and you don't want to be an embarrassment to your mother.
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