Dang. Is it Friday already? Are the weeks getting shorter or is my tired old brain just hanging on for dear life as each day blurs into the next anymore? Well either way, I'm overdue for a Friday confessional, don'tcha think? So let's get right to it. I know you don't like to be kept waiting.
1. I watch Honey Boo Boo. It's not like it's my favorite show or anything. But I enjoy it, OK? Is that so wrong? I like the way they talk. It's Smexy. And besides, they are a family full of wisdom. You can like, learn stuff from them.
See there? Now don't tell me that's not educational television. And pass the bean dip.
2. I frequently remove my USB flash drive...unsafely. Take that, Bill Gates.
3. When I say I exercised today, I really mean I walked to the laundry room and folded my laundry. To be fair though, it's a long walk.
4. I have no freaking idea what the point of a Facebook 'poke' is. And frankly, I don't think I want to.
5.The face the Hubs makes right before he...sneezes...really kind of creeps me out. Don't judge me.
And finally, 6. Whenever I see a Hey, Girl meme on Pinterest or Google, I pretend Ryan Gosling is talking to ME. What's so funny?
Do you ever have one of those moments where you say to yourself, 'now I've seen everything?'
Well, I sure do. And if you'd been out to dinner with The Hubs and Me on a recent excursion to Captain D's, you'd have had one too. Now of course let me preface this all by saying that I'm under no false illusions about the menu fare calling itself "seafood" at Captain D's. Most of it is really only slightly better in quality than frozen dinner seafood at any neighborhood supermarket. But when you're hungry, and you don't want a burger and fries, and you're too cheap to spring for a real meal out and too--ahem--lazy to cook on a Sunday evening, Captain D's looks pretty darn good. So on occasion, the Hubs and I make our way to the ever-so-sea-scaped interior of the local fast seafood eatery and get our grub on.
But on a recent trip, the Hubs asked for a baked potato. This, in and of itself, is nothing new for said Hubs. He loves a baked potato when we dine out. But he also loves it with some shredded cheese on top, and for reasons I'll never quite be able to fathom, he can't quite eat a baked potato without said cheese. So he asked the counter person for some cheese for the spud and neither of us thought much more about it. Until...our food was brought to us and said cheese was nowhere to be seen.
So, the Hubs went back to the counter and asked for said cheese. And upon his return, imagine my horror when I saw this:
Do you see it there? That yellow-orange square of American cheese? On. The. Potato?!
OK, hold on just a tick, people. You can put American cheese on all sorts of things.
Sandwiches (grilled or otherwise).
But you cannot, I repeat, NOT, put American cheese on a baked potato. I'm sorry. But no.
That's just wrong. And gross. And un-American.
But dude (sometimes I really just like to say, 'dude'), the Hubs ate it anyway. He totally did. And I totally gagged.
So I guess the moral to this pointlessstory should be, always specify that you want SHREDDED cheese when you're at Captain D's.
OK, so I was shopping for some school supplies for my grandson, Dylan yesterday at Wal Mart. Yes, I'm sorry. I shop at Wal Mart. I'm not proud of it. But there are limited choices when you live in small town USA, so I wear my shame on my sleeve when amongst the people of Wal Mart.
Anyhoots, as I turned the corner on an aisle during my Shopping Misadventures in Wally World, I happened upon an endcap of must-have school supplies. So I quickly snapped a pic and turned it into a fun little meme for your Tinalicious enjoyment.
I'm guessing those flasks are for the moms?
Either that or school has changed a lot since I was there.