I was elected president of a random guy’s Cool Club.
Yep, I’m pretty much awesome.
As I was paying for my cheap beer at the grocery store the other day, the man behind me asked if I was the one drinking the champagne of beers.
You better believe it.
I told him that most of my friends made fun of me, but it really is my favorite.
Then I told him I was in town for a conference and stocking up on my champagne of beers because I was sure the hotel wouldn’t have it.
That’s when he deemed me the president of his cool club.
It made my day.
Bill, a.k.a. The Spray Paint Fiend, seems to be impressing people with his color coordinated football cleats and socks.
While I’m very proud of his football skills, I’m also proud of his spray painting skills.
Check out that sock and cleat color coordination.
That’s three times and counting that the cleats have been spray painted a different color.
And on the note of teenagers, if you are dealing with them, you need to read this…
I found this oldie but goodie article on In the Powder Room (my favorite spot for humor) and fully intend to put this tactic to use in future sass situations.
And sadly this week, our family said goodbye to Zie.
Zie was part of the Grunt Labor package when we got together and while she sometimes drove me crazy, she was still a part of our family and is already greatly missed. I think our whole family has spent the better part of this week randomly bursting into tears. We love you Zie.
You know you don’t wanna miss any of this crazy.
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