Things We Say:
I just saw a woman fall in the streeet so I asked if she wanted help or sex because I don't know her or her hierarchy of needs...--Unknown
To all you men out there this is an example of what not to say.... I get home from Afghanistan and while I was there lost quite a bit of weight. The first time my husband sees me naked all he say is "Holy hell, where did your boobs go?"--Unknown
Blurb My Brain:
So last night, the hotel informs us that our room was reserved to someone else from Friday-Monday. This of course means that we are left with the parents room, and no place for the kitty. We then began the mad dash to find a place for kitty to stay for the next 4 days. I ask a few people, and Jon asked a few people, and finally at midnight, we found a place for kitty. The friend may have been allergic, but she was willing to help a friend out. So this morning, I wake up at 9, since check out is 11, and take a shower and tell Jon to begin packing. At 10, my father comes in and informs us that we aren't getting kicked out of the hotel after all. Yay. Such is hotel life.
And now I'm sitting in bed, with a bag of Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles (DELICIOUS) which is entirely too large for my diet. I am contemplating whether or not I am going to get out of bed and get a can of soda that is sold for 50% profit. I am contemplating what I'm going to eat for lunch since I'm sick of the food at the bowling alley across the street, don't want to order a pizza since that's too much for me to eat (although, based on the bag of chips, it isn't impossible), I don't want to walk down to the food court because a mile is too far and I'm sick of the food there as well. Such is hotel life.
And as I'm in bed thinking of food, I'm watching a documentary on the Australian Aborigines. The guy has a unibrow, and messed up teeth, and incredible lack of boy scout common sense (driving through huge puddles of water, swimming in a stream of unknown depth, fire incompetence, etc). But I'm still watching with incredible interest. Did you know that the Aborigines still live there today and aren't just old people, but also younger people in their 20s? Such is hotel life.
Featured Randoms:
All my nagging paid off. . . I reached 25 fans yesterday on my facebook page, so now I have a short URL for my facebook page. That doesn't mean you can't still "like" my facebook page! Facebook.com/anaveragealyssa is so easy to remember! Just do it. Have it your way. I'm lovin' it. MMMMM good. Stay fresh. Other slogans I can't remember because I haven't been to the states in several years. :)
I just saw a woman fall in the streeet so I asked if she wanted help or sex because I don't know her or her hierarchy of needs...--Unknown
To all you men out there this is an example of what not to say.... I get home from Afghanistan and while I was there lost quite a bit of weight. The first time my husband sees me naked all he say is "Holy hell, where did your boobs go?"--Unknown
Blurb My Brain:
So last night, the hotel informs us that our room was reserved to someone else from Friday-Monday. This of course means that we are left with the parents room, and no place for the kitty. We then began the mad dash to find a place for kitty to stay for the next 4 days. I ask a few people, and Jon asked a few people, and finally at midnight, we found a place for kitty. The friend may have been allergic, but she was willing to help a friend out. So this morning, I wake up at 9, since check out is 11, and take a shower and tell Jon to begin packing. At 10, my father comes in and informs us that we aren't getting kicked out of the hotel after all. Yay. Such is hotel life.
And now I'm sitting in bed, with a bag of Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles (DELICIOUS) which is entirely too large for my diet. I am contemplating whether or not I am going to get out of bed and get a can of soda that is sold for 50% profit. I am contemplating what I'm going to eat for lunch since I'm sick of the food at the bowling alley across the street, don't want to order a pizza since that's too much for me to eat (although, based on the bag of chips, it isn't impossible), I don't want to walk down to the food court because a mile is too far and I'm sick of the food there as well. Such is hotel life.
And as I'm in bed thinking of food, I'm watching a documentary on the Australian Aborigines. The guy has a unibrow, and messed up teeth, and incredible lack of boy scout common sense (driving through huge puddles of water, swimming in a stream of unknown depth, fire incompetence, etc). But I'm still watching with incredible interest. Did you know that the Aborigines still live there today and aren't just old people, but also younger people in their 20s? Such is hotel life.
Featured Randoms:
All my nagging paid off. . . I reached 25 fans yesterday on my facebook page, so now I have a short URL for my facebook page. That doesn't mean you can't still "like" my facebook page! Facebook.com/anaveragealyssa is so easy to remember! Just do it. Have it your way. I'm lovin' it. MMMMM good. Stay fresh. Other slogans I can't remember because I haven't been to the states in several years. :)
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