Unfiltered Insanity

It’s that time again.  It’s Tuesday.  The day that I unload all the random crap that is in my brain.  Click that pic to go to our host’s blog and laugh your butts off at all her randomness.

Thomas is coming to town… and there’s a “commercial” for it every 30 minutes on public television.  I dunno when it is or how much it costs to ride Thomas.  I don’t care.  My brain hurts from the 3 times a day that my kid sees the commercial and runs around screaming about “THOMAS! THOMAS! I WANT TO RIDE THOMAS!  CAN WE GO RIDE THOMAS TODAY?”  *Where’s the wine?*

So, the BlogapaLOSEa started yesterday.  I just found out from my co-host that we are refunding the antes!  Long story short, instead of an ante and a pool, which apparently, is illegal gambling…. well, the details of what the alternative is is still to come.  So, how am I doing on this BlogapaLOSEa after only a day?  Mr. B took me to Godiva yesterday.  He’s a saboteur.

In the middle of writing this post and wanting to discuss all kinds of random crap, something shitty happened.  I found out that a friend of mine from high school died last year.  Of bone cancer.  In the past 2 years I have lost 3 friends to cancer.  I’m just so damn sick of people I have loved in my life dying.  One was a child.  17.  Leukemia.  A beautiful woman.  26.  Leukemia.  Now, this man.  He was about 30.  Bone cancer.  Granted, I hadn’t spoken to or seen him in many years, much like with Melissa, but it is strange, I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately.  Reminiscing of our friendship and the time we spent together back when.  So to you, Flavio, I dedicate this song:

There’s a story to this and if you were in our Thespian Troope, you’d understand!

Now, let’s see if I can lighten the mood.  I made my first Etsy sale to a friend, whose things I’m shipping today.  Super cute purse for her and some super cute burp cloths for a friend that had a baby!

S has had some hayfever and allergies.  It’s been quite humorous.  She sneezes, then subsequently hisses like a cat to scratch the roof of her mouth.  I feel bad that she feels bad, but it’s still pretty funny.

S also has a word that she’s made up.  “Ajijinal”  (pronounced like additional, but the j sound for the Ds and the tion).  She can’t tell us what it means.  But she says it all the time.  She uses it like and adjective.  “That red light is very ajijinal.”  She also uses it like a noun.  “That’s not very ajijinal.”  God FORBID if any of us try to say the word.  It’s “HER” word.

That is all.  I’ve managed to stop crying and now I need to get house things done.  Go to Keely’s.  And please, can we avoid all the rest of my friends getting cancer.  I’m really sick of cancer.  Cancer can SUCK IT!

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