So, it’s Wednesday again. Happy Wednesday!
I don’t know when I decided that Wednesday would be the day for happiness…I guess it’s kind of sad that I have to make an effort to be happy. I don’t, really. I just tend to err on the melancholy side when I write, so…hence: Happy Wednesday! 
I used to tell blonde jokes on Wednesday…but I have told all the ones worth telling. Of course, I AM one long never-ending blonde joke, so I should never be at a loss for material.
Speaking of: last night, Byron was putting some things into my top dresser drawer, and he started laughing. He pulled three things out and said, “This is SO YOU!” He laid the three things next to each other on the bed. They were 1) something feminine and frilly, 2) a single pink and gray argyle sock, and 3) a XXL old t-shirt with paint spots all over it….
Oh well, what can I say, I have my own organizational style.
I love those pink and gray argyle socks, and haven’t given up hope that the missing mate will someday reappear!
Maybe I’ll go on Ebay and see if they have any argyle socks.
A little red bird has decided to make the tree by my front porch his home. He’s been there every day the past few days. Even when I don’t see him, I can hear him chirping in the bushes… I love him and think I’ll name him “Wednesday”.
So, Happy - I’ve run out of blonde jokes so I need to tell lame stories of my disorganized dresser drawers and I love argyle socks and my new red bird named “Wednesday” - Wednesday!
Peace.
Happy Wednesday! I miss your Blonde jokes! O.K. so I might not be ALL blonde…I’ve always had blonde highlights (some natural, some fake) but anyways…I have plenty of blonde moments! Like when John called me from the kitchen saying…how long do I cook the small bag of popcorn in the microwave, is it 90 seconds? Then I yell back, no…it’s a minute 30!
Wow…so you know a little about my world!
The sky is a different color here in Blondeville (or is it Blondetopia?). Now I want popcorn!! Have a great one.
Natalie and I are going to do the Komen Race for a Cure 5k in Oct. So…we googled how long 5k was, 5 kilometers! you have to ask how many miles 5k is!
We are former blondes………………..
We are praying for your nephew and for Lauren.
Ha. I have a mismatched pink and grey argyle sock.
They were my fav pair, too.
Maybe that’s where lost socks go … to other people’s houses …. I always thought something tweaky happened to my socks.
BTW, I miss you blonde jokes, too.
Angie- I think you should start journaling all the funny moments you have…the world would love it! It could be a reality tv show
Y’all crack me up…but don’t encourage me in my blondeness - there’s got to be a 12 step program out there for us…I bet the meetings would take FOREVAH…they would have to keep going back to “lesson one: learning to count to 12!”
Love you all. Peace.
P.S.: I DID have to google how many miles a 5K is…
and I had to read Alison’s popcorn story 3 times before I got the joke…