Underpants, Snot, Scott Peterson and Poo...What more could you want on a friday morning!

Hello there blogger friendlies,


A couple things I wanted to discuss in today's meeting....Feel free to give some feedback, comments, concerns, etc. so on and whateverandsuch.


Onto the first matter of business for today. Are Pants Jealous of Under Pants?


It is common knowledge around my house and possibly at this point my neighborhood, well lets be honest we live on a hill so maybe even the whole damn town. I have a problem with clothes....I mean their great on other people but I just don't like them on me. I'm kind of like a three year old (I'm told I used to run around butt ass naked <---moms words! when I was little).


When I get out of the shower it takes me FOREVER to put clothes on, I will flop on the bed and moan about the injustice of clothes and how even though my closet is full of nicely washed and hung articles of clothing I have nothing to wear. The Husbinator will eventually start counting and I slowly shuffle to the closet to get dressed (Managing to find at least six things during the three second walk into my closet that merits more attention then putting clothes on my butt ass nakedness.)


So naturally when I was home from work on Wednesday not feeling well I wasn't wearing much. Lose the mental image I had on shorts and a t-shirt (which for me is a lot, when I'm home alone) The husbinator comes home and was all like "wow you put clothes on" so I of course mention that although I am wearing a shirt and shorts I am still rebelling as I have no underpants on.


We then get into the conversation about pants being jealous of underpants. Are they? wouldn't you be. Its like your saying 'I'm sorry jeans, I don't like you enough to have you touch me EVERYWHERE.' and so you put on underpants, they spend the most time with you. always on your tush. even in a dress your derriere is covered (well I'm assuming someone wears underpants with dresses even if its not me) maybe your pants just want to be a little closer to you, but your underpants are hindering that goal. wouldn't you be pissed??


The second order of business.... Me bitching! (I know surprise who saw that coming?) I have Allergies. BAD! And I can't take anything because of the baby I'm growing....I'm a giant ball of sneezey snot, its gross. And I can't breath out of my nose so now I am one of those annoying mouth breathers. ewwie!!!


Thirdness.....The Boss man comes to my desk yesterday. Based on the following conversation (among other things) I worry about his mental state.


Boss Man: "So is your husbinator happy about the baby?"


Me: "Yes he's very excited we both are, we can hardly wait."


BM: "Oh, well that's good I guess. *awkward pause* cause I saw this thing about Scott Peterson on the TV this morning."


Me: *Blank Stare* "Wow really, you would think of that! We'll if I go missing check the lakes."


What the hello man.


Lastley.....but definitely no leastley........Pop on over to Pearl, Why You Little... She is one of my favorite bloggers and she recently did a post about where we will poo when the world goes to pot (pun intended). I will most definitely be stocking up on Kitty Litter for the Zombie Apocalypse.


~*~Toodles~*~