Lately I've also taken great joy in a funny story my dad tells me about two people who went to his high school. To protect their anonymity, particularly since two people read this blog, I won't use their first names. One person had the last name Yankoff, the other person had the last name Mydinger...put them together and hyphenate that baby and you have a last name of "Yankoff-Mydinger." Maybe you have to hear my dad's laugh resonate when he tells that story. I usually look at him, or sometimes I even call him up on the phone and ask him to tell me that funny name of those people he went to high school with. My dad is a funny guy, still funny even though he is 60.
My husband and I are in a competition to have the most facebook friends. I'm going on a rampage one of these days to show him who really rocks the facebook world.
The Real Housewives of Atlanta..Ne Ne your honesty took my breath away and made me want to pee my pants. Bravo to the Bravo Network...you are my favorite waste of time.
Pork chops, Cream of Mushroom Soup and Rice do not magically make a fabulous meal just because you cooked it in the new LeCreuset that was received as a wedding gift. It tasted like crap and is still sitting in my fridge like it is going to marinate and become tasty. I just didn't want to clean the pot.
Ridiculous yes, but anytime I can get a chuckle, I'm up for it.
1 comments:
Look at those luscious lips! Beautiful.
I can actually hear Bob's laugh. It makes the story even more funny.
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