Posts Tagged ‘Silly’

Good To Know

May 4, 2022

Yesterday I had to call an office to “confirm” something before it could be processed, so I called and asked how I needed to confirm that I wanted this to happen.

I was told I just had.

So . . . essentially, this “confirmation” process required nothing more than someone pretending to me over the phone to say, “Do it.”

And You Can Bet Your Sweet Bippy That I Didn’t

March 7, 2022

Today I definitely showed my taste in entertainment (as well as my age) by announcing that I was going to see how “far out” an inbound delivery driver was, then clarified that I “didn’t mean that in the funky sense.”

It Was A Nice “S”

December 29, 2021

The other day L’s mother was wearing some sweatpants with a large “S” on the waistband in the back.

Do I really need to say any more?

Because Of Course I Did

December 9, 2021

Today, for reasons I don’t even pretend to understand, L’s Mother had a pair of socks in her back pocket this morning. The logical thing to do would have been to ask her why.

I went for the socksy joke.

Bad Rhyme, Good Advice

July 8, 2021
To truly be counted among the wise,
you first have to take your own ad-vise.

– Robert Alan (I think. It sounds familiar, so I may have just heard it somewhere a long time ago.)

Okay, I Admit It. I Just Wanted To Do One More Socksy Joke

June 28, 2021

This morning L’s Mother and I accidently put on almost identical outfits (Which, now that I type that out, I realize that could be the lead in for much better jokes than the one I’m about to tell), except that she was wearing socks and I wasn’t (Hmmm . . . that too, come to think of it.). But this didn’t surprise me any.

She’s always been the socksy one around here.

Try Not To Force Things, Maybe?

November 16, 2020

It’s silly, I know, but after years of hearing Star Wars references, I’ve started to wonder what you’re supposed to do when the Force isn’t with you . . .

My Thought Process For THIS Day

July 14, 2020

I need to use the bathroom, but I know L’s Mother is running a bath in the closest bathroom. No problem, I’ll just use the back bathroom.

*Walks past the closest bathroom and sees the door is open* Oh, she’s not in the bath yet! I’ll just nip in and use this one then . . .

*Steps into the bathroom and sees the toilet seat is on fire*(1)

I . . . think I’ll just use the back bathroom instead.


(1) Okay, not literally, but there IS a huge candle burning on top of the toilet seat in anticipation of the bath to come.

If She’s Going To Wear It, It Should At Least Look Good On Her

January 8, 2020

I suspect I have already made abundantly clear my feelings regarding the girls’ love of dressing up the dog, but if you need clarification, suffice it to say that I don’t approve, but I recognize that my approval is not required.  Even so, as I watch the dog prance around (and seemingly happily so, I will reluctantly admit) in a frilly canine “party dress,” I remind myself that it really could be worse.

At least she’s not wearing the dress that makes her look frumpy.

And Now On A Lighter Note

December 16, 2019

Recently it occured to me that eating a second breakfast can be hobbit forming.