Friday, 18 November 2011

Sometimes jokes just aren't funny.

I like jokes. I like to joke. I think I'm a little bit funny..... no?

Have you ever made an insensitive joke not realizing that someone in the room may be affected by what you are joking about? This happened to me a few years ago and I still feel like a total heel for it.

I'll set the stage for you

I'm havin' a party. Peeople are smiling, laughing, chatting. Pretty much all things you want to see at a party. I feel pretty good about being the host of said party.

Ooh, look at me. I throw such fun parties.

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Actually, no. I'm not bonkers happy all the time.

I got home today to find my husband peeling potatoes for my dinner. MY dinner. Like... he wasn't staying for dinner because he had a school thing to be at, but took it upon himself to peel me some potatoes. Oh, and he also preheated the oven for the chicken.

I hit the jackpot big time, amiright?

Today, I'm really happy.   Actually, the happy train really only started when I walked in the door.

Before that I was somewhat.... apathetic. Not happy, not sad. Just.. you know. I was at work. I have a great job, but it's nothing that makes me grin from ear to ear all day long.

Sunday, 6 November 2011

I found a metaphor in my fridge today

I'm eating my friend's cookie right now. She didn't know it was her cookie though, so it's ok, right?

You know how it goes- you have a friend over for dinner and fully plan to offer her a cookie that will possibly change her life with it's salty/sweet/chocolately/peanut-y goodness, but then you forget- mainly because you're too busy staring at her beautiful 2 month old daughter.

So I'm eating it along with the cookie I was planning on offering myself.

What can I say? Eating cookies- it's just part of my life.    This is me.
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