Why oh Why has Christopher not been sent back to his basement lair in Shakopee Minnesota? I mean, seriously, his designs are heinous, he is consistently in the bottom 2 and none of the judges ever like anything he does. I don't get it. Do the producers of Project Runway have some secret agenda that involves promoting young talentless designers with bad facial hair who live in their parents' basements?
Why do I always think carving a pumpkin for our office Pumpkin Carving Contest is going to be a fun, creative project that will be relatively effortless? You'd think by year #4, I'd have gotten a clue that coming up with an imaginative pumpkin design and actually executing that design with some degree of skill, takes more than 2 hours the night before the contest. But, no.
How did I completely luck out and find the best husband in the whole world who consistently affirms I am the most beautiful woman he's ever laid eyes on, even when I'm crusty and gross, and shows up at my office with a hot pumpkin spice latte when I'm having a bad morning? By no means am I complaining, but how the hell did that happen?!
I hereby request that everyone stop using the terms "prego" and "preggers" when refering to pregnancy or a pregnant woman. I'm sorry, I know these are widely used terms, but I just can't handle it. And with so many pregnant women in and around my life, it's becoming a bone of contention with me. So, could we all agree to just stop saying these words - at least in my presence?
What's the point of raking leaves? No. Seriously. Do the fallen leaves, like, kill the grass or something? What will happen if I refuse the rake up the blanket of leaves in my yard?
That is all. Happy Friday.