I Live in the Twilight Zone

I never know what to expect with the weather around here. It was nice one day and a blizzard the next and then back to nice the next day again. I have proof.

 

Yes, those are the actual dates and no, the pictures have not been altered in any way. Not even instagram. It's a side by side comparison of my back yard taken just under 24 hours apart.

Tomorrow we're probably going to skip summer and go straight to fall. You never know around here. Hopefully the weather where you are is a little less bipolar. Have a nice day!

Mother's Day

Before Mother's Day ends I just wanted to make a quick note to say that "I love you, Mom!"

And even though I'm not a mom yet (not due to a lack of trying, but it's apparently still not that time for me) I still have kids (a niece and 2 nephews) in my life that I would do anything for. And even though it makes me a little sad that the circumstances of my life haven't allowed it, I hope some day to be driven crazy by kids of my own.

This Batman Cup is Not a Toy

So I got an awesome new Batman cup the other day and yesterday I enjoyed it's amazingness at being a cup while I drank sweet tea out of it and read a book. It was warm out and I was happy.

Proof

 But before I used the cup I noticed something odd on the sticker...

This cup is "NOT A TOY"

Why is THAT important enough to tell people? Do people sometimes use cups as toys and then get mad about it being broken? How would that call go? 

Yes, I would like to complain about this cup I bought. I was playing football with it and it shattered when I spiked it! What kind of sham operation are you running?

These are things that go through my head.

Dolls Are Creepy

Don't look at me!
From Goodwill's Nightmare Section

Now, I know Halloween decorations are supposed to be creepy, but what is up with these? The bald one is especially creepy looking. Where did it's hair and hat go? I don't know why I find dolls so unsettling but it's been a thing for as long as I can remember. Of course, this could have something to do with that Are You Afraid of the Dark? episode where the girl is stuck in a doll house and starts to turn in to a doll. I mean, she's shrunk down. It's not like she tried to fit in and it didn't work. It was a good episode!

A friend gave me a porcelain clown when I was a kid and I wanted to cry. She was trying to be nice but crazy nightmare clown! I don't know what I ended up doing with it. I think I hid it somewhere in the deep dark recesses of my closet so I wouldn't have to look at it ever again. It could still be at my parent's house. That was about 20 years ago now and I still don't ever want to see it again. But if I do it's going in a fire.

I Don't Want To Do What I Should Be Doing

I have this thing that I do where I don't do the stuff I should be doing. Or as normal people call it, procrastination. I'm really good at it too. If procrastination was a sport... I'd probably procrastinate procrastinating because they it would be something I'm supposed to do (or not do?). This is getting confusing. Also, my twitter bio says I'm "Procrastinator Extraordinaire" so you know it's for reals.

A lot of the time I procrastinate with the internet. Tumblr and Pinterest enable me to wander the interwebs for hours. Of course, when I'm on the internet I should probably work on blog posts. But do I? Of course not. I don't know why I'm like this and I'm not going to put that much thought in to it. It's probably something I should work on to better myself but, you know, that would require work or whatever.

I feel like I should post blogs on a regular schedule but I'm not one of those people who can think of clever things to say 5 days a week or even have stories to tell that often without getting repetitive. Daily stories would be like "I ate ____ today! And then I went to bed! Oh look a bird!" Which is basically twitter... or instagram if I include pictures. And I just don't want to participate in that kind of douche baggery. You're welcome.

Well That Was a Disaster

I would like to apologize to anyone who had to stand behind me in line at the store today. One half of it was my fault, the other half was computer error, but I apologize for all of it anyway.

Have you ever had one of those "I should just go back to bed and start the day over because what is happening" kind of days? Because I did today.

I was on my lunch break so I decided to get stuff so I wouldn't have to do it after work. I didn't need much so I wandered around for a bit after I grabbed what I needed. After waiting in line for what felt like forever behind an old lady who argued over the price of shoe laces, I finally could check out. Much to my horror I discovered that my debit card was no longer in my wallet nor was the cash I got out of the ATM the night before. I am awesome, I left both of those very necessary things in my coat pocket... that was hanging in my house.

Embarrassed, I apologized and had her set the stuff aside for me and got out of line. I was going to just leave, but then my husband called and during that call reminded me that people still use checkbooks. I completely forgot about the checkbook... so I had to get back in line again behind another old lady who couldn't decided what kind of cigarettes she wanted.

By the time she brought up my stuff again I had my check ready to go. Then only thing left to do was sign the electronic thingy but when I went to sign it... it died. Then I had to wait for it to reboot. After 5 minutes the lady working the register was like, "I'll just have you sign the actual slip!" Why was that not an option when it first died?!

The lesson here is to not get behind me at the store because apparently I'm as bad as an old lady. I am not proud of this.