Video Of The Week

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers

Advertisements

Video Of The Week

Queen

Bicycle Race

Go Ahead And Laugh…

Sunday morning started out great for me: I slept in till 9 am, I stepped on the scale and noticed that I lost weight, the weather was awesome, it was just a great start to a great day! I figured I would get some exercise in by going for a bike ride.

That’s when my great day ended! I took off on my bike and made it out about 2 1/2 miles away from my house when I noticed that my right pedal had a bit of a wobble going on.

*Just to note my husband was nice enough to replace my pedals about 2 weeks ago. He can be so sweet!

Ok, so I noticed the wobble in my pedal and I stopped to check it out. It was a bit loose and I tried to tighten it by hand but I had no luck. I thought no big deal, I’ll just check it out when I get home. So off I took on my bike, homeward bound.

I wanted to pick up the speed a bit so I stood up to pedal the bike. That’s when it happened! My right foot pushed down on the right pedal and the damn pedal broke! Now remember I am standing up pedaling. The pedal broke, I went over the handle bars hitting the pavement and in slow motion I could see the bike coming over on top of me!

I sat there on the bike trail for a minute and then I just started laughing. I got up to survey the damage to the bike and then myself. The bike was alright except for the broken pedal and I figured I was alright since I was able to jump up and move. I looked at my right knee and it was scrapped up really good. If I was ten years old I would be proud of my new battle wound!

I figured I needed to get home, which was 2 1/2 miles away, and tend to my poor wounded knee. I could walk home while pushing my bike. That would make sense right? Of course it would but that’s not what I did! No, not me! I ride my one pedal bike home with blood dripping down mt leg! I passed by one little girl who looked at me and said “EWW Gross!”

I made it home and I pulled into my garage where I flipped my bike upside down and fixed my damn pedal! Then I tightened up the other pedal as well. I put my bike back where it belonged and walked into the house. My oldest daughter was still sleeping, my husband was upstairs on the computer and my youngest daughter was watching television. My youngest daughter looked at me and said “Oh my God! What happened to you? Are you OK?” I told her I was fine I just fell off my bike. My husband heard this and said NOTHING!

I went into my bathroom and took a shower. When I got out of the shower that’s when I noticed that I not only ripped apart my right knee but I had some other wounds as well. I learned that when you fall off a bike at the age of 39 you bruise a heck of a lot faster than you did when you were 10! My left thigh and my left knee had bruises the size of cantaloupes on them! My right elbow was also bruised and swelling up. Then when I went to reach for my towel to dry off I felt a pain in my right side. I apparently nailed my ribs on my fall!

I got bandaged up my knee and got dressed. I walked out into the living room and my husband came down stairs. This is about 30 minutes after he found out that I fell off my bike. He says, “Holy Shit! Are you OK?” I told him I was fine and that nothing really hurt except my pride and my ribs!

Today is Wednesday I am limping around and I am in severe need of sleep! I keep waking up every time I move or my husband moves in the bed! My ribs still hurt! They hurt when I breathe, sneeze, hiccup, burp, move or laugh. My youngest daughter keeps looking at me and laughing which makes me laugh which then makes my ribs hurt and then she laughs harder! It’s a vicious cycle!

Even my co-workers were laughing at me while I was at work! They thought it was funny as hell to watch me try and get up out of my chair so they kept calling me out into the plant about every 15 minutes yesterday! I told them payback was hell!

But go ahead and laugh! It is just down right funny to think of a 39 year old woman falling off her bike!

It Seems Like Only Yesterday

Where does the time fly? My oldest daughter, who is 17, is going to prom with her Senior boyfriend tomorrow night. I truly can’t believe she has grown up so fast!

It seems like only yesterday that she was still dependant on me for almost everything in her life. You know the major things in life like feeding, clothing, cleaning up after her, ordering her boyfriend’s boutonniere. Oh, wait, that was just yesterday!!

On the way to school yesterday I asked my daughter what color boutonniere she got for her boyfriend. The response I got was “What the Hell is a boutonniere?” From her response I quickly assumed that she had not ordered one at all. I told her what a boutonniere was and I told her I would order one for her but I needed to know what color rose she wanted. So, stupid me, I asked her what color his cummerbund was. “His what?” I told her I would take care of picking a color for his rose.

He will be getting a white rose boutonniere.

I sure as hell hope she knows what a condom is!

Video Of The Week

The Taxman

The Beatles

Video Of The Week

Toy Story 3 Trailer

Peeved, PMS, or Just Old & Cranky…

Or maybe it’s a deadly combination of all three!!!! It seems like lately I have a very short fuse and everybody around me has a damn match!

  • Toilet paper ~I swear I must be the only person in my house and at work who knows how to change the stupid toilet paper! If it’s empty change it! If it’s almost gone go get another roll and put it on the tank lid.
  • Trash Cans ~ If the kitchen trash can is full take it out! Remove the full bag, tie it up and place it in the outside can. Then get a new bag and place it in the kitchen can! Do not keep stuffing it down and hoping that nothing will fall out! Which brings me to my next bullet point…
  • Kitchen Floor ~ If you drop something on the floor PICK IT UP!! Do not ignore it and walk away and hope that it learns how to walk into the trash can! That broom in the pantry likes to be used and it also comes with a handy-dandy dust pan!
  • The Carpet ~ Just like the Kitchen floors..If you drop it, pick it up! Or better yet grab that machine called the vacuum cleaner that is kept in the hall closet!
  • Dishes ~ If they are clean they belong in the cabinets. If they are dirty they belong in the dishwasher!
  • Stuff ~ If you bring it downstairs from your room, make sure it goes back up to your room by the end of the day!

I apologise for my slight mental breakdown. I will now go pop 2 Midol and see you in the morning! Or wait do I need a Xanax? Or maybe I just need a good old-fashioned dose of Geritol!

Video & Question Of The Week

Dudley’s Shake an Egg Commercial (1981)

 

Question of the week: Do you still color Easter Eggs?