Kitties seem to have no respect for human body parts. This morning i woke up to my cat Ethel walking across my face. And then she turned around and walked back across...stopping for a moment to lick her leg. Ethel. Really. That's my face!
I'm going to take a short break from the usual, "Whoops i found a bee up my nose" joke to something of much greater importance. Namely our country's national security. I've noticed that the last three people chosen to be secretary of state have been women. Why not a man? You may ask. Well, i have a theory. I think its the NAG factor. Women through out history have been able to nag men into taking out the trash, picking up their dirty socks from the living room floor and buying them anything from that pair of Manolo Blahniks they've been eyeing all the way to a big fat diamond ring. So, its perfect to choose a woman to deal with the men who lead the world's nations. And if you get one with a particularly annoying voice!? Even better. Madeliene Albright's baritone wasnt too bad... Condoleeza Rice's nasally delivery was definitely off putting. But HILARY!? Oh yah baby! Nagging with that god awful voice of hers? All our nation's troubles are just one big nag session away.
Hi! Hope you all had a lovely holiday! Michelle and i enjoyed our Thanksgiving Ham, thank you very much. On Friday we went to my friend's house for a very fancy thanksgiving leftover dinner and tree decorating party. As we were leaving that evening my buddy's three year old son ran out to the curb to see us off. Just as we reached our car i heard his sweet little voice call out to us, "BYE, HIPPOS!"
Michelle was working from home yesterday so i asked if she could run to the store and get some thanksgiving groceries. You know, just a turkey breast and some potatoes.. maybe some of those crispy onion things and green beans. I usually do all the grocery shopping so i was a bit nervous to trust her with our thanksgiving meal. She called from the store and said they had a whole counter of red meat. "Do we want steaks?" she asked. "No, we don't want thanksgiving steaks. We want to have turkey like the whole rest of the country." I answered. "Oh..... hummmm.......here are some pork chops! Do we want pork chops?" she asked excitedly. "No, we don't want Thanksgiving pork chops." I sighed. "How about pork loin. You like to cook pork loin. Here's a whole bunch of them!" she exclaimed. "No, no no... can you just ask the meat guy if he has any turkey breasts? I mean, i think that's what he's there for." I said. Just then she yelled into the phone, "OH! HAM! Look at all the hams!
This morning i took the train to work. We were all crammed in this tight little area with no fresh air and somebody starts with the coughing and the sniffling and the sneezing. There we go.. you could see it on everyone's face. We were all doomed to catch that cold. In three days you'll find all 27 of us in bed with tissues and NyQuil by our side. Well, all 27 of us wont be in the same bed... i don't think...we'll all be in our very own beds hawking up a lung.Michelle said that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck. Well, Halleluja! It's my lucky day!
