-A mostly true journey of a girl, her man and their three kids; all trying to live harmoniously in a house somewhere in Utah. Names and exact locations may be changed in order to protect the grouchy.

Friday, October 30, 2015

Funny Friday: October 2015

Funny Friday, October 2015


Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.




Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by the lovely Robin@ Someone Else's Genius.




1. "I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm afraid your pear tree has come down with a case of the "partridges".


2. "Birds of a feather, Flock to-geth...Hey! Where did everyone go?"


3. "October is ending. I'm not a turkey, but I'm also not taking any chances. I think I'll park my sticks right here."


4. Everyone knew Greta enjoyed her alone time. No one knew she used that time to eat scraps of Kentucky Fried Chicken.


5. Greta watched her partner flirt with little chickadees for two hours. In about five minutes, some one's goose was getting cooked.


Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:



Happy Friday, Friends!
-Michele

Friday, October 23, 2015

Fly on the Wall: October 2015

Hello, Friends!  Welcome to the October Fly on the Wall Group Challenge. This month, 13 awesome bloggers and I are describing what it would be like if you were to take a peek inside our homes....



Have a "look" around mine, and then go visit the other blogger's pages. There's always something fun, sentimental, or better yet, embarrassing going on. It's like your house, only we're admitting to the craziness. You have our permission. Buzz on over!


Cast:
Me
The man
Alex, the eldest 
Micah, Alex's husband 
C., The middle (son, 17)
J., The youngest (son, 11)

Living Via Text:

C.: "Mom, there's a sale on 2 liter sodas. Do you mind if I pick up a few?"
Me: "Just a few."

***
Me: (texting Alex, who was a little sad) "Come for dinner. I promise to make you something that will cheer you up."
Alex: "Okay, but don't let your words be broken promises like The Atkin's treat boxes that say they're filling."
***
Me: (feeling sick) "Ugh, Alex, I look three sheets to the wind."
Alex: "What in the world does that even mean? Are sheets blowing in your face? Are you doing laundry? Is there a storm?
Me: "No. It means I'm pale. My grandma and mother always said if you looked sick or drank too much you "Looked 3 sheets to the wind."
Pause.
Pause.
Alex: "Did your grandma say that to you when you lived back in the cabin in the woods? The one Pa built you for the winter?
Me: "Very funny."
Alex: "Was your big sister Mary there? Was she fond of the sheets before she went blind?
*** 
Texts from down the hall:

Me (in my sewing room, texting Mark): "When you want to sit on the sofa, but mom just says no."

Mark (in his office, 30 seconds later) : " When you know mom isn't in the room, so you do whatever you want."
***
Cramming in the warm weather:

Usually I'm a stickler for all the rules. Call when you get somewhere. Text before you leave. Don't drive toward the sun. Blah Blah Blah. Today, however, I let some go. Like letting J. play hockey with out his knee pads, without dinner or any homework finished. It's not often Dad gets the chance to run out and play along; so, the rules went out the window. They had a blast, and J. and the man made it through sweaty and scrape-free.

***
I threw caution to the wind at the same time by sanding down this 50+ year old door that my mother in law gave me. Was the glass going to splinter onto the cement below? (It didn't. Whew!) Was the old paint made of lead? Only my future lung doctor and the innards of our little Shop Vac know. Still, working on projects at the last minute are my favorite. 


What's the rush? I'm racing the old winter winds that are sure to be coming our way...



Finally:
C. was rapidly sending off texts to someone and laughing. This was during his hour off to study for college classes. When I asked him what he was up to, he told me he was helping a friend who needed characters for his Creative writing class. 
Me: Well how many characters does he need?
C.: "None, anymore. I'm just bothering him with as many topics as I can until he gets into trouble for his phone going off.:
Me: (sarcastically) "You're a great friend. Start telling me some of these 'characters".
C.:"OK, but I don't want to see them on your blog."
We both laugh. Well, I laugh. 
Here were the texts:
  • Antoinette, the feisty baker who poisons her clients when things get out of hand.
  • Derek, a man. But instead of hands, he has Wolverines.
  • Yuri, a walking, talking, feeling skeleton with an attitude.
  • Nathaniel, vampire that struggles with his family when he reveals himself as a vegan.
  • Franklin, a geography teacher who doesn't play by the rules of the map.
  • Carlos, an Argentinian massage therapist with a dark secret.
  • Megan, despite her horrible accident, still decides to win the Stanley Cup.
  • Arnold, the nature enthusiast who will go to the ends of the earth to be with his crocodile soul mate.
  • Forklift, a quirky robot that just wants a heart, no matter how many he has to consume.
  • Pete a lonely botanist who wakes up one day with the realization that he is more plant than man.

I'm leaving blog topics up to C. from now on.
Have fun checking out everyone's Fly on the Wall posts!


Baking in a Tornado                          
Spatulas on Parade                          
Follow Me Home                          
Menopausal Mother                          
Never Ever Give Up Hope                                   
The Momisodes                                        
Someone Else's Genius                            
Eileen's Perpetually Busy                 
Cluttered Genius                             
Southern Belle Charm                        
Go Mama O                                         
Searching for Sanity                    
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy                                  
Nichole Mom of 8                       

Happy Friday, friends.

-Michele


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