Weird, Redux
My beloved pal Tracy has encouraged me to list out SIX (SIX?!) weird things about myself. Sadly, I do not find ANY of these weird. I have, however, been most assured that they fit the bill of - ahem - out of the realm of normal. 1. Vomit doesn't bother me. In fact, I have been know to clean up after someone, wash my hands - and return to eating. If, however, you choose to talk about vomit, please avoid me. It will make me want to throw up.
2. In spite of being a journalism major in college, I regularly misspell certain words. The list includes niece, vacuum - and weird.
2. In spite of being a journalism major in college, I regularly misspell certain words. The list includes niece, vacuum - and weird.
3. I can not stand the thought of a man (other than my husband) commenting on my looks. It creeps me out. I prefer to be the Invisible Wife.
4. Though I am the easiest going boss in my office, I have a reputation. Sales people regularly point me out to other reps and comment 'There's the one that you don't want to anger.'
5. If you comment about your body/husband/personal habits, I will automatically picture it in my head. These MENTAL PICTURES are most unwelcome, and are generally met with me screaming "LA LA LA LA LA!" whilst covering my ears and running in the other direction.
6. I always had a crush on Herman Munster. With or without the makeup. YES, I'm serious.
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posted by rennratt at 8:55 PM
10 Comments:
Um, I was okay until you got to Herman Munster.. that's some weird shit.
As for pens and cotton balls, you can't make no tampon angels out of 'em, but y'know, I'll save for you and you can teach me.
:D
So, Renn... Um, yeah.
I think rather than say something that makes one of us run out of the room going 'la la la!' I'll just say that is a very fetching picture.
Love the line, 'without Chachi I'd be relatively normal...' Mostly because I don't believe it.
...that's why you get to be the easygoing boss (keep 'em afraid I say!)
Herman Munster? At least he's no metrosexual LOLOLOL!!!! ( I never could go for any guy prettier than me...)
Herman Munster, eh? It must be the bolts.
I don't mind talking about vomit, but one look and I'm gone.
I'm a little worried...
I can catch kid vomit in my hands, clean it up all day long (and go back to eating), but when it comes to my husband being sick, he's on his own. I will NOT go hold his head, hand or otherwise(he has no hair, so I can't hold that back for him, lol). I had two hands full of Hannah's vomit in South Carolina, while my husband wanted to continue driving to the rest stop FIVE MILES AWAY. Not only was I holding hot vomit, my child was crying pitifully, but I was FACING BACKWARDS, kneeling on my seat, without a SEATBELT on.
Can you say "STOP the CAR NOW!!!!"
Oh and like Herman Munster and crush is not going to cause some unhealthy pictures in my head now
Oh holy night...Fred Gwynne......yes!
Um, yeah. We should talk.
Dude, that is just AWESOME. Rock on with your bad self. Fred Gwynne, indeed.
As a journalism major myself, I resent the fact that recent grads don't even have to use complete sentences, let alone correct grammar. Spelling? Pf-f-f-t. Who cares?
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