Friday, December 19, 2008

Hey! Don't Boss ME!




This morning I noticed the humming bird feeder was out of food, so I went to fill it and the little butthead tried to dive bomb me in the face. First he flew around my face like, 'Hurry up, I'm hungry woman!"


He then started chirping loud and making a ruckus when Cookie decides to be cute and jump on the wall. He starts flying about my face and stops to look me in the eye. (Weirdo)

Needless to say, he wins. Our little bossy humming bird knows he's beautiful and we love sassy animals.


P/S: I've noticed that Piddles and Cookie sleep ALL DAY. Since I have been off for the month break, they haven't left the bed pillows (only till Keem comes home). Must be nice to spend your day on a pillow and only get up to eat and shite.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Mullet Love

*****CORRECTION************
The now defunct Mullet Gallery was a must see. Sorry to get your hopes up.
Hold tight to your dreams, there will be another mullet gallery someday..

I'm usually not one to laugh and others or their misfortunes, but this is too good not to share.

Look and read under "Classifications."

http://www.mulletsgalore.com/

Friday, December 12, 2008

Things You Should Know...

1. If you are leaving through a door, no matter which side, a person entering will always use that same door to enter. (Some people are rude enough to try to enter as you are exiting)

2. Women: if you are humming by a woman, they will also start humming.

3. If you are at a stop light and want it to turn green, apply make-up or play an instrument. *true story

You Sir, Are a Goldfish


I don't know if you know this, but goldfish (allegedly) have a memory span of 3 seconds. There's a saying in our household, "Stop being a goldfish" or "Goldfish," when one of us forgets what we spoke about prior. (Prior meaning 30 seconds ago)

I have a theory that men are genetically predisposed to have these goldfish genes. Seriously, I'm going to write a book on my theory someday.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Clever Student

There's a student in my class that is Navajo (Dine), like me. I only found out because he made it a point to ask me about my ethnicity, what tribe I came from, where my parents live, etc. After the first 20 questions I figured he was stalling and told him to get to work.

Today in class he was being extra naughty and he decided to start singing songs as others laughed. I went to talk to him and as I approached him, he said in Navajo, "Please don't be mad at me, sister." This caught me off guard and I almost forgot the reason I walked up to him in the first place. He gave me the puppy dog eyes awaiting his fate. I said, "Knock it off and get back to work."
He smiled and nodded his head.

Pretty clever distraction if you ask me.