Commercial Comedy

Ever have one of those days where you just feel.....off? Not sick, nothing notable wrong, you just feel kind of run down and tired. That's me today. It's the second day of school, and while I've loved having the house to myself again, I think I'm overtired from trying to get used to a new sleep/wake schedule. I'm sure it'll iron itself out but, for today, I gave myself permission to take the rest of the day off after I did the mandatory household chores.

I was just helping myself to a carb-overload plate of spaghetti and vegetarian meatballs and, since it was taking the edge off my offness, I started to think about things that make me giggle. This narrowed quickly to commercials that have made me laugh recently. I thought I'd share. The first one has a clown in it...so if you're terrified of them move on to the next!

My all time favorites? Well, they've both had embedding disabled (which is a SUCKY thing to do, by the way...I mean, it's not like it's not going to link right back to you, right?). I still want to share them, however...

My ALL TIME favorite is from the 2003 Super Bowl. If Terry the Office Lineback doesn't ring any bells for you, then PLEASE click here and check it out. It's definitely of the happy-making.

My most recent favorite is the M&Ms "Get in the Bowl" commercial. What can I say? There's something about cheeky candy that just induces my mirth!

The VJay-Jay Dialogue

Been a while since I posted on this blog, huh? Life just gets so.....life-like sometimes, you know? *sigh* Wouldn't it be great if we could just always have time for everything that means something to us? Sadly, as a wife and mother, I've had to come to terms with the fact that my life will not truly belong to be for several more years...if ever. It's okay, I guess. I just wish I could carve out a little more time to focus on my things.

Anyway...to get to the point of this post. The hubby and I were just sitting on the couch relaxing for a minute. We usually try to have a little lazy time on Sunday mornings to clip coupons from the paper and just talk. Today, though? We have 13 people coming to the house in a little more than two hours so he clipped the coupons while I put cupcakes in the oven and made everything bagels for everyone's breakfast. After I sat down I started looking through the remnants of the coupon inserts, and happened across a coupon that was left behind for Playtex. I thought you all might get a giggle out of the conversation that followed:

ME: Honey, if a coupon says Kotex, Playtex, Tampax, Always, or Stayfree ALWAYS cut it out. That crap is expensive!

HUBBY: Well, it's confusing! I don't know what...you know...ummmm...size...ummmmm...or anything.

ME: *jaw drop* Huh?

HUBBY: You know, they come in sizes, right?

ME: Yes. But the coupons aren't "size specific". It's not like the coupon says, "Save $1.00 NOW on Playtex, I'm A 'Ho & Need A Plug the Size of A Telephone Pole, Brand Tampons"!

HUBBY: *LOLOLOLOL* That'd help, though...'cause a single guy could just go to the store and wait for a girl to pick up a box of "This VJay-Jay is Just Right" size.

ME: *headdesk*

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Okay, now that I've made you spew coffee, I'm off to finish cleaning my bathroom before the company gets here.

Happy Sunday, all!

Jenn

Because sometimes you've just gotta laugh!

Last night at football practice my 9-YO got invited to a birthday party for this evening. Not much notice, but this was his BFF, so I knew right away what to run out and grab for him.

This morning found me done in Dick's Sporting Goods and entering Hallmark on a buyer's high, as I'd found the exact thing I wanted and gotten a GREAT deal on it. I found the card I wanted, and headed over to grab a pack of yellow and blue tissue paper. To get to the tissue paper I had to walk past the register kiosk, at which an elderly lady was admiring a rack of beaded bracelets. Not paying much attention, I simply walked behind her. Of course that was when she decided to stop looking at the beads and go back to shopping, but she was still looking at the beads rather than where she was going. CRASH!!

You got it, we collided - and not gently. Then, to make matters the absolute worst that they could get, she reaches out to steady herself and ends up using my right boob to do it! I knew that she had meant to grab my arm, of course, so there was no danger to her, but it seemed to paralyze her! She just stood there, her hand honking my ta-ta, red in the face, muttering about how sorry she was. *shakes head* To break contact, I had to step away from HER and tell her no harm, no foul.

Seriously, am I the ONLY person that this stuff happens to?