Nothing important enough for it's own posting, just some random stuff I've been thinking about.Happy People
Where are these happy people I see on the WalMart commercials? None of these people work at my WalMart. In fact, I have lived in this town for 12 years and I have never seen any of these people anywhere else. Weird.
As often as I go in that damned place, you think I would know one of the people who work there. ONE!
A woman I used to work with said her sons worked there , but I never saw them there, ever.
In fact one of my neighbors claimed he worked there, but never once have I seen him there.
I seldom see the same checker twice!
Someone needs to investigate, because if there are aliens amoung us? That is where to find them.Used Guns
There is a new store in the little strip shop plaza near my house.
There is a Dominos , a Subway, a tanning place, and a new store.
The new store is a Gun shop.
It's Texas. so it's not a shock there would be a gun store there, afterall hunting is big here , and Texans love their guns.
It's just the sign on the big banner out front.
What were they used for?
Everytime I drive by, I wonder.Mad Skills
I got some skills.
Like, I can make kids laugh.
Easily. If I want to make a kid laugh, I can. Not that nervous laugh thing either, but genuine amused laughter. It's a skill.
I can also make perfect rice in the microwave. Really!
White rice, brown rice, rice made with broth, rice with vegis, always perfect.
But never on the stove. I can't master the rice on the stove thing, but in the micro oven?
I am a genius with the rice.
And I can find things that are lost. If it's in my house, I can find it.
If my Hubby misplaced a slip of paper with a phone number on it, I can find it.
If my kid lost a plastic pokemon that is an inch high? I can find it.
If I ever saw it, I can find it.
I got skills! ( and you all thought they kept me around because I'm cute? HA!)Beer Shower
So last time my husband was home, I had a beer shower.
I miscalculated how long it would take them to get home from the airport, and I happened to be in the shower when he got home.
So there I was in the shower, and my husband opened the shower door and said , " Hello BaaaaBY!" And then he handed me a beer, gave me a quick smooch, closed the shower and left.
So there I was in the shower with a full unopened beer.
People don't drink beer in the shower! Do they?
Then I realized that there were probably thousands of men who drink beer in the shower everyday. Then it occurred to me that my husband was probably one of those men.
So I opened the beer, took a swig, set it on the shelf, and thought about it while I washed my hair. I took another few drinks, then shaved my legs , while I thought it about it some more.
I decided that you need to have a handy shelf in the shower that is behind the showerhead , so your beer doesn't get water in it (that's important) , and that for safety you should only drink canned beer and not glass bottle.
But the more I thought about it, ( and sipped) I couldn't really find a reason not to drink a beer in the shower.
In the end, I decided I enjoyed drinking beer while showering, and that my husband is a total alcoholic for thinking of it in the first place.