Friday, June 1, 2012

My Weekend In Status Updates

Time at the beach means days on end without technology.  We have TV's, and MP3 players and stuff, but no computers and no internet access, which is always a challenge for my mind because I've got a real problem thinking in status updates.  I always come up with them and then they just get wasted because I've got nowhere to put them.

Sometimes I say them to Prince Charming.

Sometimes he laughs.

Sometimes he just looks at me.

Sometimes he makes a sandwich. 

Anyway, this past weekend, I decided not to let all of this magnificent 1-3 sentence thinking go to waste and I wrote down all of my status updates so I could share them with you:


Yay, Beach!  Let's go have some fun!  Have a great weekend!!


 
I thought the whole point of leaving a day early was so that we could miss the traffic.


Okay, 3 hours in the car without DVD players.  We seriously need to get new DVD players.....and some wine.


Beautiful.  Gorgeous.  Wish you were here.



 
Hangin' 10 in the waves with my girlie.  No, 10 toes.  What were you thinking?


GIRLIE:  My feet are getting pricked by the grass
ME:  Yeah, that happens.  I get pricked all the time.
GIRLIE:  Does it hurt?
ME:  No.  Not really.
PC:  {Laughing hysterically}
ME:  What?  Why are you.....Oh.  Real mature.


 Okay...seriously?  I cannot be the only one who sees Winnie The Pooh in this lemon, right?


My children are chasing a snake and I'm not stopping them for three reasons:
1.  I love that they're playing outside.
2.  I love that they're playing cooperatively together.
3.  I have no plans in the near or far future to take them to a reptile house or allow them have any kind of pet without legs that slithers, so go for it, man.




ME:  Hey!  Let's make margaritas!
PC:  We don't have any tequila.  We have wine.
ME:  Oh....Hey!  Let's make sangria!
I never said I wasn't easy.......to please, sicko.


A quiet house, a cup of coffee, a lovely sunrise, and my new magazine.  Mornings were made to be spent like this....




Since when does having 1/8" of TP left on the roll mean that a new roll gets put on the counter?  TP does not get stored on/put on/used from the counter.  It's this kind of stuff that leads to the break down of a civilized society, people....


This is how seagulls get high enough to see over tall buildings.  No...that's what they're doing.  No.....Yes, it absolutely is.  Yes...and I'm pretty sure I don't want to talk about this anymore....


GRANDMA:  Oh!  I am so stiff.
ME:  {looks at PC}
PC:  {looks at me}
GRANDMA:  That walk made me so stiff.  
ME:  {starting to snort}
GRANDMA:  I'm just so stiff.  Aren't you stiff?
PC:  Uhh, no, not really.
ME:  {can't hold it in any longer.....} Bahahahahahahahahaha!

GRANDMA:  What?....Oh, you guys! 




Ahhhhh....sitting on the sofa sipping sangria in the sunshine.  S...ssssssssss....


Too sangria buzzed to read, but not buzzed enough to be able to watch golf.  I hate it when that happens.




Mmmmm....S'mores.


Me in a hubcap.  I don't know.
Must be time to head home.


Great beach.  Great weekend.


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