Thursday, October 22, 2009

Where are my keys???

So I did it again today. Locked my keys in my car....while it was running....for over an hour. Okay, stop laughing now. This is really the second time I've done this, only this time I was "smart" enough to actually lock the door. Last time I apparantly just got up out of the car and went into the store, to return to my UNLOCKED running car. At least I bothered to actually park it and didn't just pull up and run in for a shopping trip.

So my solution...you know that thing that you tether yourself to when you are on a treadmill, so that in case you somehow fall off the thing, it automatically shuts off - yea, I need that for the car. Just a little tether strap around my wrist, so when I get out of the car, the keys come with me. That, or I need that keyless start on a NEW CAR. If only something would happen to my car now so that I could get a new car....hmmm.....clearly the criminals around here can't take a hint. Guess I need to leave a sign that says TAKE ME, I'M ALREADY RUNNING AND GASED UP!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Ladies Only

I've got some super romance tips for you ladies out there...Not so much things "to" do as things "not" to do.

1. some men are allergic to rose petals - so when you sprinkle them all over the sheets - husband could get a very red and annoying body rash - MOOD KILLER.

2. 15+ candles burning on glass shelves agaist a mirror may create a romantic mood, but also may eventually blow up at the worst time leaving you to spend the rest of the night cleaning glass shards from your carpet. NOT ROMANTIC

3. during "romance" time - all dogs should be locked out of the room because a fluffy white dog sniffing your husband's hiney is not a turn on...and if it is...you have bigger problems. DOG SNIFFING - NOT A TURN ON.

On a side note, if you need a reason to get out of the "romance"...lately I've been telling my husband that Punxatawny Phil saw his shadow and so will be hybernating for another several weeks - so we will not be seeing him anytime soon. It's a hybernation thing - can't mess with nature.

Oh wait, Punxatawny Phil is a ground hog, not a BEAVER! Darn, better go shave my legs.