In the Saddle

It’s addicting.

Puffs totally beats out Kleenex.

Yup, I said it.

Throughout Jonny’s crazy flu, I didn’t get sick. Other people around were sniffling and sneezing and sicking…I didn’t get anything.

One three year old and two 15 month old twins have taken me down.

Knives in throat, fever, sinus pressure, body aches.

I’m down for the count. Sigh.

Each Tuesday when I drop Jessa off at her doggie daycare, I notice a cute little coffeehouse across the street. This morning, I decided to patronize this shop.

My coffee smells and tastes SUPER weird.

Fail, new coffee place. Fail.

Hope it was filled with rainbows and stars and hearts and Lady Gaga doing some funky shit to a piano.

Scene: Jamba Juice counter, student center of large university

Time: Lunch

Happening: Employee of said university attempts to get a frozen fruit delicacy as part of her lunch (and fruit servings of the day) and faces some issues from other university employee.

Dialogue:

Employee: May I have a 16 oz Strawberry Whirl [drink with no dairy, as stated on the large menu above the station], please?

Jamba Employee: That’ll be 3.65…[takes money, goes to make drink, doesn’t look at directions, starts to put in a big scoop of frozen  yogurt]

Employee: Oh, wait, there isn’t dairy in the strawberry whirl!

Jamba Employee: … [having already put in the scoop of yogurt, stares blankly]

Employee: [thinking Jamba Employee doesn’t hear her] There’s no dairy in the Strawberry Whirl.

Jamba Employee: … [stares angrily for another 10 seconds, then violently tosses the contents of the pitcher into the trash and starts over. She finishes making the drink, puts a straw in it, and places it on the counter.] Okay, then, you have a nice day.

Employee: [bewildered] Um, thanks.

End scene.

neurotical:

Middle munchkin: Uh, mom?  Poe throwed up, but she licked it back up.

Reuse, reduce, recycle.

You know who.

Just sayin’.