Showing posts with label twerking. Show all posts
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Friday, March 18, 2022

Fly On The Wall With A Human Cheeseball

     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group blog postings hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, there are three of us inviting you into our homes for a closer look at what goes on behind closed doors.  

     The fly has been enjoying himself in my house this month because my husband stinks....like seriously, he smells after days of working outdoors in the South Florida heat. It also doesn't help that lately I've really been into cooking and eating cabbage (what?? It's good for you!). So just use your imagination...our house gets.....smelly. Come to think of it, the dogs could use a bath, too.  Anyway, here are some snippets of conversation that nosy fly has overheard in my house of (smelly) horrors: 




"Stop adding drama to the situation. You're acting out just to stir the pot." 
"Yep and at this rate, I'm going to need a bigger ladle, too."



"If you need to poop, eat this breakfast bar---it's loaded with fiber and artificial stuff that will make you go." 
"Sounds like crap to me...."



"Why are you snacking again? I thought you were going to sleep."
"I am, but first, I need a  slumber snack."


"Did you just fart again??"
"Those are just little baby farts, They don't count."
"Well, as much as you've been farting tonight, I'd say you have a whole nursery up in there."


"I don't get it; first, you spoil our kids. Then, you spoil our dogs. The amount of spoiling around here is ridiculous."
"What's the matter...are you mad because you're still waiting in line for your turn?"



"I've been so busy, I haven't showered in four days."
"Oh, so THAT'S why the house smells like someone opened a can of cheese balls!!"


"Come on Honey, show the grandkids how to twerk!"
"No thanks---I'll end up in traction if I try."




So weird----I keep getting ads for corsets. Ha-ha, I don't need one of those."
"Uh......"
"Okay, so maybe I do....." 



"What are you staring at in the fridge?"
"A package of buttery croissants."
"Damn, the way you're looking at it, you'd think it was the Holy Grail."
"Anything slathered in butter is the Holy Grail."



"Geez, I feel like a dumpster teddy bear."
"Huh? What?" 
"Like an immortal jellyfish."
"What does that even mean??"
"It means that I'm worn out like a used teddy bear.....so bone-tired I can't even stand up--like a jellyfish. 
"No, it means you're ready for a dirt nap." 

     Okay, ladies, I know you're jealous...because doesn't every woman want a dumpster teddy bear that smells like cheeseballs and believes butter is the Holy Grail? 

**Want more Meno Mama? Check out my latest article about exotic pets for Always Pets HERE, and some great keto soup recipes I have featured on Family Minded HERE

Check out these other bloggers participating in the Fly On The Wall group blog postings:

 Baking In A Tornado  https://www.BakingInATornado.com

                                

The Diary of an Alzheimer’s Caregiver         https://thediaryofanalzheimerscaregiver.com/blog.html/










Friday, March 27, 2015

Fifteen Things No Parent Should Have To Say To Their Teen Daughter

 
     I have two adult daughters who are the light of my life, but I have to admit---their teen years were not the brightest. I could have done without the arguments over the boys they dated, the clothes they wore or the fact that they mastered crawling out of a bedroom window late at night without disturbing the dogs.

     Any parent who makes it through their child's teen years unscathed deserves a metal of honor. Perhaps more so if they've been able to successfully raise daughters.

     There are certain things that no parent should EVER have to say to their little darlings once they've transitioned from the tea party, dress-up stage to Cyndi Lauper's girls-just-wanna-have-fun stage. Although the parent may feel they have a handle on raising their teen girl, it's inevitable that one or all of the following lines will be uttered from their lips at one time or another:

*Drop that hem about four more inches before you leave the house.

*You want to put a tattoo where?

*I know you consider twerking a skill, but that still doesn't mean you should dance like that in public.

*You'll need to buy another cell phone just to store all your bathroom selfies.

*Of course you won't gain five pounds from eating three Milk Duds at the movie theatre.

*No, I'm not leaving work just to bring you a tampon at school.

*You could save a lot of money by actually washing your clothes instead of buying new ones to avoid doing laundry.

*There's a great deal on Amazon right now for chastity belts.

*No, you're not allowed to get your belly button, nose or nipples pierced.

*You're not going to experience life on the back of a motorcycle until you're over twenty-one.

*Yes, there really is such a thing as too much eye liner.


*I don't care how cute he is---if his I.Q. matches his shoe size, you can't date him.

*No, you won't be scarred for life by scraping old food off the dishes before you load them into the dishwasher.

*If the clock strikes twelve and you're not home, your car won't turn into a pumpkin but your social life will turn into the black hole while you're grounded.

*No, you're not allowed to use your college loan money for a Brazilian butt lift.



     I'm proud to say that I survived raising two teen girls----despite a few tattoos and piercings along the way. Thank God for BOGO sales on chastity belts!

   


Want more Meno Mama? This week, my article, "The Invisible Generation," is up on The Huffington Post.  You can read it here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/marcia-kester-doyle-/the-invisible-generation_b_6938344.html

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