Randomness

Holly thought I was drinking her rum. MP wanted to know what I was smoking. Misty was concerned about the poop. But really, my last post wasn't even me! Tricked ya', didn't we?
Please forward any questions about the validity of the story to Alan over at A Round World Through Square Glasses. Also, check out my guest post over there, where I was truthful and full of ranting, as usual.
I'm not even sure how I found Alan's blog, but I am so glad I did. His insight and opinions not only make me think, but they make me giggle sometimes too. And he's given me some new music to check out. The only thing about Alan is this: He posts at least 3 f-ing blogs a day, if not more! It's maddening! (Heehee-love ya Alan!)

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Guess what I did tonight? I am the most graceful person you know, so just.guess.

Went out to the fridge in the garage to get the hubby a beer. In all my gracefulness, I somehow lost the beer before I ever had my hands on it. And my first thought was "Aw, hell. I'm gonna have to clean glass up all over the floor. " Thankfully, my foot saved me from that.
Because the beer? It landed upside down, directly on my big toe. And bounced. Twice. On the same toe.
I am pretty sure labor pains were not as earth-shattering as the sharp pain in this toe. It's looks like....a large mushroom? I can't bend it. It hurts to walk on my wood floors. It's purple, black, and pain keeps shooting up my leg, after 2 hours. It's lovely. I can't wait to try to squish it into a cute pair of heels later this week. Fan-fuckin-tastic.
Moral of the story? Tell your hubby to get his own damn beer.

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Ike ruined my weekend plans of getting everyone's prizes bought, packaged, and in the mail by Saturday. So, I am working on it! Don't worry-you will get your prizes this week, but Peggy-I'm sorry, but I don't think it will be before you leave for Hawaii (you lucky bitch!)

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And speaking of Ike...did anyone else stay up all night long and watch the coverage of Ike on The Weather Channel? Anyone? No? Just me? Okayyyy. Well, if you were watching, you would have seen the funniest.thing.ever. The reporter in Beaumont, TX was yapping about 75mph winds and shit, and some guy comes out of nowhere, running through the deserted street, and almost busts his ass in a puddle. Then, the guy goes off-screen, only to come back two seconds later, shagging ass right behind the reporter. And that is when I realize-the guy is butt.ass.naked! Thank Bejesus for the power of Tivo!: I rewind, and then put it in slow motion, where I confirm that he is indeed N.E.K.E.D. and um, cold? It was the funniest thing ever, I swear!

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Last, but most certainly not least, my bloggy-friend Misty had wonderful news to share, and somehow, I missed the post (Sorry, Misty!). I am so excited to say that Misty is expecting!!! Go check out her blog, and wish her well. She deserves it.