I love a good bargain. I really do. But nothing thrills me to the core like free stuff. And free ice cream?! What, have I died and gone to Heaven? Oh yeah. And this week was Ben & Jerry's annual free scoop day. Of course, you would have known that if you were following me on Twitter. And you are following me on Twitter, right? Even my dog is following me on Twitter. You don't want to be left out, do you?
Anyway.
So I went and had my free scoop that afternoon. And again that evening. Don't judge me. It was ice cream. If there was more than one Ben & Jerry's around here I may have had more free ice cream. Like that one time...
Back in the day, I used to live in Southern California. My best friend "R" lived nearby and she's all about the free stuff, just like me. Baskin Robbins usually does some kind of free thing once a year, too, and one year they were doing free Cappuccino Blasts. Mmmm... Coffee and ice cream... And the best part? There were Baskin Robbins all over the place down there!
So R and I hatched a plan.
We mapped out all the Baskin Robbins parlors in the area. There was a 3 hour time window in which they were giving out the free Blasts. We hit those parlors and hit 'em hard! Then we went and made the rounds again. Oh yeah, we were good.
But did you know that they put real coffee in the Cappuccino Blasts? Strong coffee. With lots of caffeine.
I think it was a few days later before I was able to sleep again. There's something to be said for bouncing off the walls, you know. And yes, I'd do it again. Because cheap is good and free is even better.
Are you ready to join in on the fun? Go ahead and write your own Life is Funny post and link it up below. And for a limited time, your link comes with FREE self-satisfaction. You like free stuff, too, don't you?
You knew the TWSS couldn't be held back forever, right? If you're afraid of the TWSS, feel free to go back and re-read last week's Twitter Ho-down. It's TWSS-free and it's not long enough to make your eyes bleed. This post makes no such promises.
The one-liners
Okay, time to get ready for Girl Scouts. Seems like I should be too old to be saying that. Now where did I put that beret and knee socks?
"I need a book. A big book. And the loo. Happiness." #sleeptalkingman
Okay, I'm awake. Now what?
Permanent sign on men's room door that's not on women's room door: "Caution - Floors may be wet." Um, ew. #randomthoughtsfromwendy
My 3 yo took a bath w/my 10 yr old. I heard crying. "Mom, she asked Jesus in her heart!" Me: "Why is she crying?" Her: "I baptized her." (RT @WeareTHATfamily )
"There's only one thing that comes as close as being as fantastic as me, and that's my reflection. All hail the beautiful mirror. Wow." #sleeptalkingman
Had my free Ben & Jerry's ice cream this evening. And this afternoon. Don't judge me.
Helenatrandom @weightwhat And I don't know that he doesn't.... You know... I don't know either way....
weightwhat @Helenatrandom Yeah, but I'm guessing those legs of his have never seen a razor...
Helenatrandom @weightwhat We don't KNOW that though, do we? We are ASSUMING that he doesn't shave his legs. You know what they say about the word assume
weightwhat @coffeewithmarty Oh, c'mon Marty. You were doing so well yesteday when you started showing some leg. Even if is was in a cheerleading skirt.
coffeewithmarty @weightwhat Although BOTH make people happy, one is carnal happiness and one is simply, "Aren't those knees beautiful."
weightwhat @coffeewithmarty Yeah. You really need to watch out for those cheerleaders. They're goin' straight to hell with those carnal ways of theirs.
Okay, you can blink now. But if this wasn't enough twittering for you, head on over to Fellowship of the Traveling Smarty Pants and see what else you can find. Has anyone ever told you you're a glutton for punishment?
Hi. My name is Wendy and I've been a blog slacker lately. (Hi Wendy.) And while I admit that I have this problem, it doesn't actually bring me to the first step to recovery. What does? Going through photos I've saved. Oh, yeah.
So I found the above picture and it reminded me of an old post. As an update to that post, my daughter is much better at chewing gum now and has turned into a gum fiend. There go my chances of seeing a bubble butt.
Mostly though, the picture reminded me of being pregnant with my daughter. Why, one may ask? Well, for those of you who are not 'in the know,' exercise balls are great for your back and for helping your hips to spread when you're pregnant. I know. Who would want their hips to spread? Well, I'll tell you what - if you're about to push out something the size of a watermelon, you want those puppies to spread. Anyway, back to my story. I really wanted to get an exercise ball, but they weren't as easy to find as they are these days.
My one criteria? I didn't want a white one.
But white was the only color I could find.
Why wouldn't I want a white ball? Because it was enough being pregnant and I didn't want to look like I was trying to hatch a giant egg. So there you have it. Kinda changes the way you look at that picture now, doesn't it?
As some of you may know, I've been living in a Girl Scout Cookie nightmare for a while now. I'm the troop leader and the cookie manager for my daughter's Brownie troop. And I can't be taught. Last year, after being cookie manager for the first time, I said I'd never do it again. Oddly enough, I'm saying the same thing this year. Clearly I have a hole in the head. So, while I'm still not to the point where I'm finding it funny, I'll share my pain with you. You know, so you can point and laugh. Stupid cookies.
First, a few comics.
One would think that having more than 100 cases of cookies in their living room would be a fun thing, but no. It's not fun at all. And repeatedly loading and unloading cookies into your minivan to go to booth sales? Also not fun. You know what else is really unpleasant? Running out of people's favorite cookie flavors and having to face their wrath when they don't get what they want. (Go ahead and click on the link. I can't get the video to embed for some reason. I blame the cookies.)
And did you know that Girl Scout troops can't return the cookies they've ordered if they order too many boxes? Yeah, the troop has to buy them. At one point, we had about 250 boxes too many. We've gotten it down to somewhere around 70 boxes now. So if you get a knock on your door, know that it will be me. I'm digging out my old Girl Scout uniform and going door to door. And it ain't gonna be pretty.
Now feel free to join in and tell us why your Life is Funny. C'mon. You know it is. And besides, after living through cookie hell, I need to be able to point and laugh at someone, too.
How did Saturday come around again so quickly? Lucky for me, I've got a few favorites saved over at youtube for when Saturdays sneak up on me like this. So without further ado, on to the Saturday Silliness!
If you're needing more silliness, feel free to head over to Kathy's blog and take a look at her carnival. You like silliness, right?
My poor twitter account has been suffering from the effects of Girl Scout Cookies. Such a sad story. Not even a TWSS to be seen. Crazy, huh? Here's hoping twitter can get back to its old self now that cookie season is over.
The one-liners
An airplane killed a jogger while making an emergency landing on a South Carolina beach. Which is why I don't jog. (RT @badbanana )
Is it my imagination, or is twitter having issues?
Where is that *(&@*$% happy place?! And who keeps moving it?!
So there you have it. My sad little twitter post. Sorry I couldn't make your eyeballs bleed this week. Maybe next week will be better. If you're still craving more, feel free to head over to Fellowship of the Traveling Smarty Pants to see if anyone else did a post. Just don't hold your breath. Lately they've all been pretty flaky, too.
Yes, I'm finally getting my Twitter Ho-down post done. No, I didn't do one last week. Hey, I have good excuses reasons. Plenty of them. But I won't list them here because you've got too much reading ahead of you as it is. Now get to it! Read like the wind!
The one-liners
I'm over this whole being awake thing.
Mmm... Matzo ball soup. It only sounds naughty.
Guys, check this out. Look at a package of Keebler cookies. See those elves? Now look closer. Yup. Those photos are faked. (RT @badbanana)
Gotta go feed the kiddo. I don't like the way she's looking at me and holding that fork.
Food left in the fridge over the weekend will be thrown away or more likely eaten by that weird cleaning lady. #cruellyspecificofficeposter (RT @badbanana)
A little bit longer ones
BeNicePrenatal Daily pregnancy affirmation: I will stand up for myself.
br8kthru @weightwhat how'd you know? It is a holy & sanctified sweater vest.
weightwhat @br8kthru I knew it was because when I made my toast this morning, it came out with the shape of a sweater vest on it. O, holy sweater vest!
weightwhat @br8kthru Yeah, I'll be selling the holy sweater vest toast on ebay later.
br8kthru @weightwhat I'm in a bit of a daze this morning for some reason- need to snap out of it...
weightwhat @br8kthru Want me to slap you a few times? I'd do that for you.
br8kthru @weightwhat you are such a good friend. Most would stop short of physical violence, but not you... & that's why you're special.
Helenatrandom @br8kthru That she is... I would merely throw a bucket of cold water in your face, but @weightwhat is willing to go that extra mile...
So, did you make it all the way through? Are you still alive to tell about it?Good job!Now go ahead and leave a comment to show you've been here. After that you can feel free to go scrub your eyeballs. You're welcome.
This week marks the 1st anniversary of this blog carnival. Cue the confetti! Yes, it's all very exciting.
Except that at this point, I still have nothing to write about. I've been living a Girl Scout Cookie nightmare over the weekend and it just hasn't been pretty. Or funny. So I'll be putting on my thinking cap (which looks suspiciously like a tin foil hat) to come up with something for today's post. Feel free to check back. Or just stay and sit a spell. You never know when something amusing might happen.
Oh, and if you're one of those on-the-ball people (Yes, you Ginny) and you have a post to add, sign up with Mr. Linky below. Yeah, he's the one down there looking at me mockingly for not having something to post. Hey! I'm workin' on it!
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