hum drum

I have extremely boring clients and every day resembles the last

They never make me feel loved or appreciated

(pet rock named after me – she is part time art teacher -part time ‘rock’ star)

we have no fun at all

I hate my job

all I can say is I like rain and other reasons why Maya Angelou would not be that fond of me-click here to read why

evergreen greens

I got the niftiest gift from a friend who came to dinner. It is a plug in smelly thing that makes the room smell wonderfully like Christmas. Look how cute it is-

One teenager or another removed it from the socket and its liquid  spilled on the kitchen counter, they wiped its potent mess with my kitchen cloth, I, unknowingly, washed a pot with same cloth – made dinner and cooked green beans in it and voila

“mom these green beans taste like, umm I don’t know what. A cab ride I recently took”

baby it’s cold outside-and I can’t open my car doors-look at the fun we’ve had the past 3 mornings by clicking here

excuse me occifer

 

At  a wild party this weekend, my friend answered the door to find two cops standing there.

“Excuse me Miss, we have had a noise complaint”

“What? You must be kidding- we are middle aged cougars- how can this be? I love it. We should get a badge”

“Ma’am this isn’t funny, are you the owner of this house?”

“No, I am not. But I am guessing now that you are not really a cop either.You guys are strippers aren’t you? You are going to tear off those pants aren’t you?”

“Oh yeah, that’s right- I went to Police College for 5 years to strip for cougars.”

The two cops push past her and she shouts after them “Where is your boom box? Every stripper comes with their own music. You need a boom box, fellas”

 

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