Interesting Sayings

So my Mom used to always say "Hard as a Brick Bat". I say this often, not really knowing what it means, but I love the saying. My roommate, not one to just acquiesce, has asked me several times what it means. I had no clue. I love using sayings, and I just apply a meaning to them that works for whatever situation I choose.

Ok, so just for a little education, here is what it means:
a “brickbat” is a piece or fragment of a standard building brick, usually less than half the size of a full brick but, according to brickbat purists, retaining one unbroken end of the brick. As the Oxford English Dictionary explains, the “brickbat” has always been an instrument of social disorder: “It is the typical ready missile, where stones are scarce.” “Brickbat” is also a very old word, first found (so far) in print in 1563, used in a typically violent context (”She sent a brickbat after him, and hit him on the back”).

It seems that most people use this saying when referring to food, such as stale bread. I use it for lots of things, now you can too!!

4 Eyes

Wouldn't it be great to be a kid again and walk around in these "glasses" feeling like you are the cutest thing in the mall???

Junior

APRIL FOOLS!!

Just wondering....

if you can't train your cat(s) should you have kids????

I think dogs are way easier than cats, but seriously, if I can't get my cat to do what I want him/her to do, then does this mean I shouldn't have kids? The good thing about animals is that they can't talk back to you, but boy, can my cats do whatever the hell they please.

For instance:
1. My cat can get on the counters. Yes, I hate this and yes it annoys me, but the only remedy I have for this is to use the water bottle and spray him off.

2. My cat yells at me for food. I respond by feeding him/her.

3. My cat stays out past his curfew. I stay up late and wait for him to come home.

4. My cat takes up more than his share of the bed. I scoot over.

See a pattern here??? Maybe I am just a push over......

Twinkies Musings

Sorry I haven't posted for a few days, I was unplugged when the twinkies were visiting. You know, kids say some funny stuff.

Mickey: Remember when I fell on your floor?
Me: Yes.
Mickey: Now I have a scarf on my chin. (he meant scar)

Minnie: Uncle B, why does Aunt S have so much hair and you don't? (now, that is good!)

Mickey: Brown people speak Mexican. (can't remember the context of the conversation, but he knows this b/c of Dora)

Mickey: As he is wearing his KSU hat on Thursday, a man in the store said Go Wildcats! Mickey responded: Today is a big day! (funny he said this b/c he had absolutely no idea how important the game was, but Uncle D kept telling him how important the game was)

We were eating dinner and Minnie was telling Mickey how when you eat your stomach gets bigger and bigger and that is how you grow. Well, I couldn't let them be totally dumb, so I explain how food travels through your body, ending up as waste (Ok, I said poop). Once I said poop, they bust out laughing uncontrollably. About 5 minutes later, Minnie excuses herself, goes to the bathroom, and begins yelling at Mickey how "it works!". She put the food in her mouth, it went through her body and now she pooped. I stopped there, they didn't need to know that it takes hours.

Seriously Jesse

It ticks me off that not too long ago I had a post titled, Seriously Tiger, and now I have to address yet another marriage going down the tubes.

Dear Jesse:

I realize I don't personally know you (or Sandra), however, I think it is ridiculous that you would even show your face on the red carpet after you chose a skank over Sandy. Why steal some of her thunder? Why allow her to publicly embarrass herself by professing her love to you on stage and for the world to see? How cruel can a person be? I was very sad when your dog, Cinnabun ran away, and was happy when she was returned to you, however, I hope she runs far away from you and tears your heart out just as you have done to Sandra.

Signed,

Never was your fan

Happy St. Patty's Day!!

I am not doing anything eventful other than sitting in my office in a green skirt!! Woo hoo!

I was just thinking about this jerk in law school that basically told me I was an idiot because I told him I wasn't Irish. Just to be clear, I AM an idiot, but not for that reason!!

Let me be clear:

red hair + green eyes + Irish name DOESN'T make me Irish!!

STOP READING IF YOU ARE EATING!!

For an "interesting" St. Patty's experiment, eat blue corn chips and tell me what you see the next day when, uh hum, you fully digest the chips.