Funny Religious Shit

New Blog Challenge For July

http://paulasplace-paula.blogspot.com.au/

Today I went over to Lisa's blog and hoping with all my heart, there will be a July Blogging Challenge! YAY!  I love doing these things because it's like I'm telling secrets to my closest dearest friend.

If you want to join in on the fun, go over to Lisa's blog and check it out. She has the main link to Paula's Place or you can get it here. But I really think y'all should go see Lisa's blog too.

More Adventures In Plumbing At Casa De Loco

I hope you will all pardon my lateness in posting today ... you see my husband/plaything/sexy beast/David is home for the next two weeks due to the office shutdown for the 4th of July. They get two weeks off paid vacation.

Yeah that means nonstop GAWD awful Syfy Channel movies that no respectable person or even space alien would be caught watching. In between the movies he watches Maury and Jerry Springer. DAYUM!!  I'm such a lucky woman!

Right now I turned off the TV and told him to fix the bathroom faucet. Something is leaking water under that pedestal sink and he needs to fix it before we get flooded out. Probably like in "Anaconda Parana". Evidentally not a real movie yet, but if someone were to read my blog that makes these stupid movies for Syfy, he/she will most likely use that title for it. HA! 

Anywho, it's been very quiet ... so far. David? Where is he? Oh he's still fixing the sink. It's now 2:47 PM and he is replacing the old sink hardware faucet set with a new set. You'll please note he started at 10: 25 AM this morning.

You see David  isn't quite good at plumbing. He tries but it's just not his thing. I have the plumber on speed dial just incase. Today? Nope. My husband so far :

• Has taken the sink apart and laid it onto the dining room table where it has been sitting for almost four hours.

• He killed two red wasp nests in the small shed while looking for Plumber's Putty.

• He had lunch.

• He has been to Home Desperate four times just today so far. Looking for Stuff and Thangs and Plumber's Putty.

• He played with the puppies while talking with our neighbor for half an hour.

Me? I'm just biding my time here. Playing on Pinterest. I'll keep you posted on what happens around here at Casa De Loco.

Think About It Thursday

You can't tell me that the people who came up with the ideas for these shows and cartoons like Sponge Bob, were not on some sort of hallucinogen like mescaline, peyote, LSD or shrooms at some time in their lives. 

Wet Cat Wednesday

New Minions Orientation

I have noticed that new minions have joined the ranks. Welcome minions. As usual you have not been given an orientation so I will give it to you now.
(insert maniacal laughter here)

• You must work 24/7 without pay.
• You must be able to sacrifice yourselves and endure a very messy and painful death.
• All weirdos and groupies please leave. You are not acceptable to me and my plot to take over the Universe.
• Your costumes along with your laser death ray gun will arrive in the mail in about 6 to 8 weeks, give or take a month.
• You are not allowed to wear a cape. Only I can wear the cape.

I am your Supreme Leader-The Queen Of Fucking Everything (insert maniacal laughter here). You will obey my orders and only my orders. Do Not Ever listen to my mom or you will endure "The Very Messy and Painful Death".
(insert maniacal laughter here)

Time To Go Mental!

*No animals were knowingly harmed or injured during the writing of this blog.
 Thank You

Funny Religious Shit

All Because Of A Bug

This morning David got up at his usual time to do his usual thing in the bathroom. I swear you could set your clock by him. About ten minutes later he comes back into the bedroom to wake me out of a half dazed coma to tell me there was a ginormous roach by the bathroom scale.

Like why the fuck is he waking me up for this!?!  But what I blurted out was something completely different like "it probably weighed itself and shouted DAYUM and had a heart attack and fell off the scale."

Anywho, David was not amused and neither was I for the fact that he woke me up for a damned bug report. I just told him to give it a proper toilet burial and this weekend we need to spray the house inside and out.

Now I have to let y'all in on something about David/husband/sexy beast/plaything. He's got that fucking OCD thing. Yeah, really bad. If he sees that the lawn is a 6th of an inch high from the last time he cut it, guess what, he has got to go and cut it at that moment. So you can just imagine how much of a fight he put up when I had to get him to forget the spraying thing right this morning.

He's going to be alright. Only a few cuts and his nose stopped bleeding after I told him to put some ice on it. It didn't look broken to me.

Funny Signs

I'm keeping this one for future a post. I'll find a reason to use it.

Wet Dog Wednesday

I Have No Words For This