I’m all over the place this week…
And it’s only Tuesday…
I started the week off right by falling off of my bike — landing on my face, rolling over and looking up at the sky… Birds flying overhead, the almost 3 year old suggested that I needed a helmet. Then he called the police and insisted on having a moving violation ordered by way of citation. I blatantly lied and said I wasn’t on my cellphone at the time of the accident, but the soon to not be 2 anymore rolled his eyes and suggested that a breathalyzer might be appropriate. But it doesn’t even start there.. Today I woke up over at Elly’s Blog — and when I realized that I wasn’t dreaming… she replied by complementing my legs and grammar (!$?)… So, without hesitation I whipped out my best spatula for a little Corn Bread action. Things are getting weird and I have Kevin Bacon on the brain. Did I mention… It’s only Tuesday?
That’s a hell of a way to start your Tuesday! Were you drinking, talking on your cell phone AND thinking about Kevin Bacon when this happened? If you were day dreaming about some guy named Kevin’s bacon I could totally understand your situation, except for being on a bike. If you read that I’ve fallen off my bike it means
a) I have lost a bet
b) I have a boyfriend I refer to as Bike and I had a lot of explaining to do at the emergency room
c) I’ve become the biker chick the whole motorcycle club hates (like Yoko Ono on a Harley) and they’ve greased my bitch-seat
Here’s to an awesome Wednesday!
You know I’ve NEVER fallen off a bike? Isn’t that weird?
That’s funny, Elly never compliments my grammar, just like she never has that second cup of coffee when she’s at my house. I should switch to Chock Full O Nuts.
Thanks for only using that spatula on the cornbread. My ass is already chafed from all the sand.