Wednesday, December 31

Sorry...no pictures >:-(

"picture" this!!.....


You're :( sick :( , want to sleep all day, but you can't...
You're hungry and Beef Sirloin-tip canned soup sounds just right, with extra peas and broccoli...


You take it ALL out of the microwave and your sleeve catches on the edge of the micro door...






And the WHOLE BOWL FLIPS UPSIDE DOWN AND FALLS ONTO THE KITCHEN RUG SCATTERING EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE -- all of it on the floor -- and it flew more than 11 feet away, getting on chairs, table legs, rugs -- ME!!!! -- and Julian's shirt that was hanging 2-1/2 feet UP and 11 feet away!


The dang bowl just hit and exploded!!


NOW ON THE TOP OF THAT - I remade the soup, only there was only chicken left....mmmm not what I wanted -- AT ALL!!

Happy New Year, folks...is this a bad omen or just finishing the rest of a crummy year -- and opening the door to good things to come...mmm????

I'm not hungry, anymore at least :-) and the floor got mopped :-)

6 comments:

PP said...

LOL.....Happy New Year Laurie...I welcome it last night...yours' coming soon....

Mina said...

Michael and I are also looking forward to the end of this year that brought soooo many challenges/trials/tribulations...let's pray for an amazing 2009...no, let's make it amazing!!!

Vanalee said...

It sounds like an "I Love Lucy" moment and I am sure it would have been quite comical to watch, but definitely not to clean up. I hate cleaning up stuff like that! So sorry you didn't get your soup.

nAnnie Laurie said...

Yes, Vanalee, it really WAS an "I Love Lucy" moment...it happened so fast, that when it first fell on the floor at my feet, I just looked at it for a few seconds and thought "wow! that happened so fast!" hehe - it really WAS a mess ;)

Unknown said...

Thanks for the laugh... :)

The Hootens said...

So, if you find this offensive, feel free not to post it, but I thought I'd share...

Santa's Bad Day

When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, who knows where.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.

Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of hot apple cider. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.